Now that I am semi-retired, I only teach yoga on Zoom from my own home. It’s convenient, easy, and still rewarding. However, in the 10+ years of my yoga career, I had the delight (and challenge) of teaching classes in some unusual places. In fact, thinking back, I realize that I never once taught a class in a place that was an official studio dedicated to yoga.
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Gardeners Anonymous, Where Are You?
Hang out with me for any length of time and you will hear me repeat my many mantras. A frequent one is: I have too many gardens for a single woman with a social life. It’s become a problem. While I do love gardening—I truly enjoy both the process and the result—it seems to have taken over my life and my yard. Ornamental trees, shrubs, flowers, ground cover, herbs, vegetables, a water garden, grass, and weeds; they are all there. And, as I (gracefully) age, I find gardening requires more Advil and leaves me with less energy for other pursuits. I truly regret it when I am too tired for dancing…but is having a meaningful conversation after dinner considered a pursuit? How about staying awake past 8 PM?
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The Aging Brain: I’ll Never Forget What’s-His-Name
The article At Capacity by Melissa Kirsch (copied here) appeared today in my morning New York Times newsletter and it really resonated with me. Her struggles are painfully familiar. I am also an avid reader who has trouble remembering what I’ve read, especially if I read it on my Kindle, where everything seems transient and ephemeral. It’s different with hardcopy books; every time I pick them up, I see the title and the cover and those visuals seem to help…somewhat. Sadly, books aren’t the only things I wrestle with. Continue reading
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