Hot Yoga, Year Two: It’s nothing; merely perspiration in my eye is all!

I cried in yoga class today. It was brief and no one saw. Whew! I feel good about going to hot yoga; I feel grateful I discovered Gyan Yoga, and grateful that it exists. People talk about life-changing effects from yoga attendance; I don’t know if I’ve really found a life change yet. Of course, …

Days Without Sugar: Uh Oh

Yesterday, marking 264 days without eating processed, refined sugar, I suffered thru and bore a harsh realization: I haven’t changed at all. This year, working on cutting out sugar and weaning myself from the taste of it, I have seen with more and more clarity how I struggle with a sugar addiction that can also …

Mon chaton qui s’appellait Bâton

I was told this week how bad things come in threes; maybe there will be a third September 11th in my life. Today, Bâton is dead. He is in my refrigerator, still, in a clear plastic bag, where I still examine his beautiful paws. As he was an animal who had no rights and was …

Days Without Sugar: A Special Day 227, or, Almost Day 300

Last night I brushed my teeth and completed Day 227 without any sugary treats. I last made it to the number 73 on my window scoreboard before tumbling off the wagon into a peach and raspberry trifle.  If I’d stayed resolute and withstood the temptation, I’d be marking Day 300 today.  My tastes have changed, …