Yoga Teachers are Essential Workers

Jamie took a noisy breath through her sequined mask. As we finished our pranayama, Yoga breathing practices, the elastic slipped off her ear. She deftly adjusted her mask, giggled, and settled back into her deep breathing practice. The late morning spring sun warmed...

How a Catbird Taught Me to Meditate

I awoke in the dark morning of early June to the lemony song of a catbird. My body lay heavy with sleep. But my mind began to prowl. As the catbird sang I tried to identify the bird calls he mimicked. My ears strained to classify the snippets he copied: the high...