Last Thursday, I attended my regular Bhakti yoga class, masked up and in person, the theme for the class was Santosha or contentment. Santosha is part of the eight limbs of yoga. The first two limbs are The Yamas (restraints, moral disciplines or moral vows, how we show up in the world) and The NiyamasContinue reading “Being Content With Letting Go”
I never wanted this day to come. I loved living in the camper and innocently I thought we could hold on to it for many years to come. But we never wanted it to be the rotted out camper that goes out to pasture, and as we noticed small issues here and there, we knewContinue reading “The Day Has Come”
Looking for a glass ball last night, wandering around Seabrook, we took a turn down a narrow trail. We didn’t find the glass ball, but we did find these beautiful trees with the evening sun shining through. That’s all.
For me, one of the silver linings of the pandemic has been joining my writing groups. I have taken a number of classes with Hugo House and have formed friendships and groups with people I have never met in person, yet I tell them everything about my life. In our group this weekend, we wereContinue reading “Last Time”
Moving, organizing, getting settled. I took a break from the blog last week because I was bit overwhelmed, now I am feeling a bit more grounded in my space. For me it felt like home since the moment we walked in. The laundry is loud, the space is small, there is barely any storage, butContinue reading “Coming Home”
*Photo credit (top) http://www.wanderingwagars.com (bottom) me – Monday’s dinner – Icelandic Baked Fish Our family has taken on an self-created, International Food Challenge. It all started because my oldest daughter, Siena, has become a bit worn out by her staple quarantine lunch which has been white rice with an egg, soy sauce, sesame oil andContinue reading “What We’re Eating This Week…”
Photo: Homeschooling in the Camper, December 2015 Does anyone else feel like they are constantly running out of toilet paper and the dishwasher is always full? Is that just me? Maybe that’s why we were all hoarding the TP at the beginning of quarantine, everyone was home. Everyday. All. Day. Long. And yet, there isContinue reading “Parallels of Life on the Road & Life in Quarantine”