I had the absolute pleasure this past weekend of watching two of the people I love the most in the world, my sister and now brother-in-law, exchange wedding vows. It was a beautiful ceremony and an amazing weekend filled with love and friendship, I am left feeling full and so grateful.

At the end of the night I was sitting with a friend who made the comment: “That is what love is.” When watching the parents of one of my best friends dance, who have been married for over 40 years. I’m not sure I replied at the time, but the words resonated with me and I remember looking around and my thought was, no actually THIS is what love is. Not the love between two people, but the love between ALL the people.

I’ve been thinking about that a lot this week. I believe love attracts love in the same way that a smile is contagious and kindness lends to good karma. Love from a bhakti’s view is simply love for loves sake. True love isn’t based on romantic love and butterflies, but rather a friendship in the deepest respect, compassion and trust for another. I also believe it is the little things that count over any grand gesture.

At a wedding, this celebration of love, felt a bit like it was for all of us not just two. I watched my friends who have been married for 11 years laugh and dance together like they had just started to date, my other friend who is always up to no good hover around his very pregnant wife making sure she was okay; all of our friends who flew across the country and took time off work to be together. My mom, who has always been too shy to speak in public stood up in front of everyone to officially welcome my brother-in-law into the family. And of course the bride and groom, moving house and a wedding in less than a week (yes over doing it does run in the family!) They didn’t argue or get short with each other even once despite the insanity. Spending the weekend with my nephew who has just learned to say Aunta (close enough) and all of my friends and family was calming and beautiful and the one thing in life I don’t take for granted.

I am currently not “in love” or in a relationship, but at a wedding of all places, I re-discovered how much love I have in my life.  I have said it often in my blogs and I will say it again, I am so grateful and blessed for the friends that I have. Friends that understand true love, that have been through thick and thin, the best and worst parts of life and have taken care of each other and just loved for loves sake. In the purest form I offer you Namasté, may we all be blessed with such love in our lives, and be open to recognize all the ways true love comes to us, nurtures us and supports us.

In Love and Light xo
Lisa

PS – Stacey sorry for making you cry on the Go train again xo

I am generally someone that does speak my mind. If I have a problem or issue I put it on the table right away, clear it up and move on. If only my business mind was as forthcoming as my emotions, well then I suppose I would just be a different person. Talking about my feelings has never been easy for me, and more especially with the person who causes them. I’m not sure why, I’ve just always been like that. Maybe I’m afraid if I speak up then I also need to admit what I know is true, even if I am having a hard time admitting to myself. Afraid of confrontation, not really – afraid of feeling vulnerable, most definitely; either way, I will be all ready to speak and the words get caught. They are playing out in my mind and will not come out of my mouth.

Recently things have been strained with a close friend of mine. Right, actually I was really really mad. I thought it was the sort of thing that I would just suck up and years from now it may or may not come out if I even ever saw him again. Yet, this was a friendship that I really valued in my life. Rather than just calling him out on how I felt wronged, I chose to sit in my anger. In the moment I really didn’t see how my saying anything was going to make a difference either way, and in my unwillingness to speak my truth I was about to throw away an entire friendship. Luckily the universe interfered.

Now I will admit it came out in writing not speaking, but the fact is it came out – everything, the whole truth, and the moment I hit send I felt lighter. I was no longer holding on to the ‘what if’s.’ It was just out there, from the bottom of my heart – I spoke my truth. And the result: a mended friendship with someone I have long respected and loved. It didn’t change what happened, it didn’t make it right, but it didn’t have to. What had to happen was the opportunity to move forward. Anger is a heavy load to bear, and one that isn’t always necessary. Chances are, had I not held on for as long as I did, the anger wouldn’t have run so deep – though perhaps everything happens in the way it does for a reason.

If there is something you need to say, say it. To live a life of no regrets, speaking your truth must be a part of it. Live fully, trust the universe and surrender.

Namasté,

Lisa xo

I’m not the daintiest of girls, but this year has certainly been a record year for scrapes and bruises and working through injuries. Staring with a nasty bike fall in July (lucky I always wearing a helmet!) jamming up my elbow and wrist. Getting “doored” in October – the definition: someone not looking in their side mirror before opening up the car door in a bike lane. Resulting in a nicely bruised shoulder and hopefully only an impermanent indent in my shoulder. From there, an impingement in my acromion process from over compensating to this last week, smashing my knees so hard on a cabinet that my chiropractor sent me for x-rays to make sure that I didn’t break anything. I’ve never really thought of myself as a clutz, even after all of this – but certainly I do not pay enough attention in my daily activities (outside of being doored of course.)

It finally dawned on me though, half way through my Level 4 training in Boston, that these injuries have been a small gift in their own way. From nursing injuries to most of my joints in the last six months, it has really allowed for me to understand what it’s like to work through specific joint pain in my Yoga practice. Of modifications I have needed to use and to also take care of my injuries rather than pushing through the pain. In YogaFit Seniors training, I often talk about how we take our “able-bodies” for granted, and certainly I do too. I don’t need a well thought out plan of how I’m going to get up and down from the floor, of looking for elevators over just taking the stairs. This however is a gift! Our health is truly our biggest asset that we have. Without our health or quality of life, what do we have?

As I worked through this latest injury, rather than focusing on my own debilitations I was led to thoughts of my students and how they feel in class as they try to keep up while dealing with pain. Whether the pain of a chronic injury, the discomfort of working through challenging poses or the challenge itself of transitioning up and down from the floor. I hope that I continue to remember this as my body heals – if this was the lesson for me to learn, than I have. I am thankful for the compassion my injuries have given me for my students. I also hope to pay a little closer attention inside my daily physical activities So that I stay a little safer and all in one piece.

Namaste, Lisa. xo

According to my Vedic chart: I am currently ruled by Mars, a fiery planet that causes life to jolt into fast-forward with a million things happening all at once. Considering the last few years – no kidding. The scary thing is that as I continue to adjust to this fast paced lifestyle, it seems that it is only moving faster. I barely have time to connect to what is happening, before I am being pulled into something new. Whether it is the rapid-fire growth of YogaFit in Canada, or my personal life. The result is that I have also had to learn how to process information, make decisions and move forward at this same ultra lightening speed.

To outsiders, it would seem that I can’t sit still (because I really don’t)– in fact this is quite the opposite and an integral component of my life. Taking time to breathe: my meditation practice. Beth Shaw posted on her Facebook wall yesterday that her Meditation practice is the most important part of her day. I couldn’t agree more. It is because I can, and do sit in silence between 15-30 minutes every day that I can operate at this accelerated pace. It allows me to process my day on both an energetic and emotional level. Sometimes my mind goes blank and becomes quiet, most often the emotions that I have not had a chance to process within my day quickly come to the surface.

I am a highly emotional and independent person. All decisions I make come from my heart, whether business or personal it doesn’t make a difference to me. When I find myself dealing with a painful situation or the feeling of being wronged it becomes disruptive to all areas of my life.  I’m angry at this infringement of my time and energy. Taking time to be present through my feelings both good and bad, has allowed me the chance to process what is coming up and move on. I’m not saying that I get over things quickly as probably the opposite is true. However, my meditations have helped me connect to my feelings on a daily basis. To help me realize that I have a lot of emotions, but I do not have to be ruled by them. I can see my emotions objectionably and decide how I want them to impact me.

So as the world continues to swirl around me with constant changes and adjustments, I stay present, I stay in touch with me. I take time to breathe.

Om Namah Shivaya,

xo Lisa.

From the Niyamas (the eight limbs of Yoga), Aparigraha is non-possessiveness or non-attachment. This practice of non-attachment can be a difficult road to wrap our heads around, especially for us living in the Western world when so much of our success and identity is built around material things.

This past weekend was the final clear out of my family home for staging and to go on the market. If there has been anything in my life, that I have felt truly attached to,  it is this house and beyond this house to its contents and junk drawers, and over packed closets. This house that holds every Christmas I have ever known and all of my family memories both good and bad. It has been a cathartic and healing process to weed through this stuff. Find old pictures and finally get rid of the 100 VHS tapes of movies taped from the movie network in 1991. And we are all looking forward to the next chapter of our lives which brings my mom and sister back in to the city and closer for everyday get-togethers.

As I came back to my apartment last night and looked around, it dawned on me how many tiny mementos I have already “borrowed” from my parents through the years to keep here, like small art pieces and a cool decanter set. Also through this clean up how the tiniest things have become so significant.  Yesterday I peeled off the towel hooks from under the kitchen sink with a butter knife because I always have loved them. Granted they are super cute art pics from the 70’s but still, yes I did that.

From the yogi perspective, I think it’s when our attachments define us that causes the issues. Stuff is stuff, and the argument my sister and I do keep using is that a year from now we won’t even remember half of what we threw out. Without a doubt though I am a very sentimental person, my pooh bear from when I was six has also just found his way back into my closet here from my mom’s. But when I see these little things around my own home now it is grounding for me.  It reminds me of the love that surrounded me as a child by my family and still does now. Perhaps it takes losing one of the most significant attachments I have ever had to really realize that stuff is stuff. But also perhaps it’s okay to have a few small attachments to things that make you still feel like you are 10. At the end of the day it’s not the thing at all but the feeling it brings. However, I think I’ll hang on to those towel hooks, and cool decanters and maybe some rainbow coloured sheets too.

In love and light.

Lisa.

 

 

We are in full swing in prepping my family home to put up for sale. A difficult time for my family, we’ve lived in this house since 1976. My sister and I, both grew up here, learned how to ride bikes on the street out front, played in the park a few doors down – our childhood, our teenage years and a few extra “moving back home” years too. Our home is full of memories and full of love.

Three years ago this month we lost my Dad to pancreatic cancer. The last four years, since his diagnosis until now have really been in constant flux. I am grateful everyday for my yoga practice and my family along this journey. A dear friend of mine who lost her mom to cancer many years ago told me that it was something she never got over but she learned to live with. This has been a beautiful and grounding piece of advice for me that I will never forget.

We are so often encouraged to move on or to get over it. Granted grieving over a loved one might be the extreme, but what about losing a job or ending a relationship. If we are pushing ourselves to move on, doesn’t that only force us to push our thoughts and emotions deep inside and let them fester within until they themselves become a cancer – whether physical, or emotional.

I said to myself long ago that I didn’t plan to “get over” losing my Dad, and as this next stage in “moving on” comes along it certainly brings up many emotions of nostalgia for the past, but also looking forward to the next stage of life. As much as we have loved our home over the last few years it has been challenging to maintain it.

My mom, in her own quiet wisdom, summed all of this up perfectly the other day amid boxes and stuff. “It isn’t about moving on or not moving on, but about moving around.” We aren’t trying to forget nor are we dwelling in the past.  Staying with our memories and moving around them so we can continue to grow, without forcing our memories away or feeling like we need to. Just moving around is all and letting go of some attachments along the way.

In love and light,

Lisa xo

For all of you who have been reading my blog you know that I spend a great deal of energy trying to bring balance to my life. I am a Pisces, and defined by two fish swimming in opposite direction, so with that I accept that I’m generally trying to work with opposing ideas and thoughts and for the most part working against myself. Too busy – too calm… this has been my story my whole life and I wouldn’t want it any other way. As I continue to shift back and forth, I came to a realization today. That these “resolutions” to start work early, no work until late, workout in the morning, workout at night, go out more, stay in more, eat less sweets, eat more sweets, drink less, drink more etc. That is overwhelming right there. Instead I will decide in the moment. Decide what I need for today (with a slight regard for tomorrow of course, I do like to party J) As I find life pretty much moving at a breakneck speed around me these days, I have been finding myself at numerous points in the day pausing to find my yogi breath, and just soak it in. Amazing things have been happening, challenging things have been happening, big things and small things and this was all today before 3pm.

My current practice is as follows:

1. Surrender
2. Trust
3. Gratitude
4. Compassion
5. Meditate
6. Repeat

Our lives are our own perception – how we process the emotions of what is happening around us is entirely up to us. Whether we take in the stress from what is happening around us, or whether we let it go.  Our reactions will be based on this perception and only we can decide what that will be for ourselves, in the moment. Just for today. If we can honour our reactions on our yoga mats, let’s do the same thing off our mats as well.

In love and light,

Lisa.

As we enter in what could be considered a new age – past the Mayans prediction of the end of the world and on to the era the yogi’s have a long viewed as a time of great change. We can almost feel the simmers of vibrational energy as the global shifts begin. The last few years have been strained by economic uncertainty, fierce uprisings against oppression and at the same time a vast shift away from materialized happiness to raw human consciousness. As 2013 begins, I find myself on the crest of more major changes in my own life, personally and professionally, and quite frankly many of them scare the crap out of me. From finally selling our family home of 37 years, to moving into a much bigger office with more staff, to leading higher trainings, presenting in larger forums and of course the fear of the unknown.

This theme of moving past fear keeps coming in front of me over the last few days from posts on Beth Shaw’s facebook page, messages from Anand in India, even my daily horoscope reading. Fear has the potential to either destroy or expand. It can have us cower in the corner or rise up in fierceness to take on the challenge.

I have always despised the feeling of fear: that cold sweat, hair standing up on end, the rolling in our stomachs and dry mouth. I avoid scary movies (even the commercials) roller coasters and heights. I’m sure there are many more instances or events that I avoid as well without even knowing it, so ingrained in my psyche. Fear forces us out of our comfort zone, pushing us into areas we aren’t sure we can handle. The thing is we are often fine. In looking back at how scared I was to step on that stage 11 years ago and teach my first class, walking into the room 3 years ago to lead my first training and forward to the future when I think back to myself sitting in this coffee shop writing this post. From the Sutras of Patanjali, 2:16 “Pain that has not yet come is avoidable.” I have often struggled with this statement, but the very fact is that we do not and cannot predict the future. We also cannot live based on past experiences alone.

So fear has power, but what power will it bring – that is your choice alone. I have decided that each time I sense fear this year I will instead create the emotion of excitement. Rather than allowing fear to have the negative connotation it so often does – to directly and immediately change it to a positive. So my challenge to myself and to you is to rise up to this fear, to acknowledge it and carry on. If it wasn’t scary it wouldn’t be worth it and the scarier it is the bigger the opportunities are on the other side. Rise up my friends, take courage and surrender to the endless possibilities this beautiful life has the power to give us.

In love and light xo

Lisa.

One of the most common statements I hear in greeting is: “Wow you’ve been so busy lately!” The funny thing is I’ve been hearing that statement continuously for over two years – basically since YogaFit Canada was born. Trust me I love to be busy, a balanced busy of course with new projects in development, new areas of study and a fairly active social life too, make a well rounded life for me! The catch is creating this balanced busy, and if you have been reading my blogs regularly it’s not difficult to see that balance is always a work in progress for me. As I begin to sense the next shift upwards for YogaFit Canada my brain is a non-stop action plan of ideas, concepts, things to do etc… I wake up buzzing and I basically don’t stop until 10pm when I put my phone/computer/tv/wine glass and various other mountains of paper and stuff aside and physically move (and sometimes mentally push) myself into my yoga room for practice and meditation.

My yoga practice is one of the top items on my gratitude list. I’m not sure where I would be without it. It has taken much discipline and a few trials to find the right time of day but I can finally say I have been dedicated to a 30-60 min evening practice 5-7 nights a week (though one could argue Saturday night dancing is it’s own form of yoga practice J for the last two months. My practice changes every night, it begins with listening to my body and letting go of expectations. It sometimes becomes a quite vigorous yang based practice as I release trapped energy, it more often becomes a very restorative practice moving from one relaxing posture to another.

In the last couple weeks, as we move deeper into Fall and the holiday season and also the Vata time of year according to Ayurvedic tradition, I’m finding myself moving towards a more grounded practice, a connection to the earth, cozy comforts and creating harmony in my first chakra. Simple things like wrapping myself in my favourite scarf and uggs before I leave my house. Drinking my new favorite tea, 100 mysteries by Sahara Tea, an organic tea company from Toronto. Massaging lavender oil into my feet before bed to promote relaxing sleep. Also the music I’m choosing to listen to throughout the day and in my evening meditations that are bringing calmness to my highly active brain cells. Right now my two favourites on my playlist, both from the new YogaFit Snatam Kaur CD: Gobinda Gobinda Hari Hari & Bountiful Beautiful Blissful.

My current favourite meditative pose is Supported Butterfly with Three min. Eggs to support my legs and spine, (1 under my

head, 3 lengthwise to support my spine and 2 more under my legs) however instead of letting my arms lie at my sides I have been letting my arms relax crossed over my chest with elbows pointing up. I have found deep relaxation in this posture not only from the heart opening release that this pose traditionally brings, but also from the added weight of my arms offering a feeling of comfort and grounding, like a nice hug.

No matter how we discover our own form of yoga practice, and I truly believe yoga comes in so many shapes and forms, I hope it also brings you great comfort and peace.

In Love and Light,

Namaste xo

Lisa

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Une des affirmations que j’entends le plus en accueil est : «Wow tu es si occupée dernièrement!». Le plus drôle est que j’entends cette affirmation continuellement depuis plus de deux ans, en fait depuis que YogaFit Canada fut né. Croyez-moi, j’aime être occupée, un occupé équilibré, bien sûr, comblé de nouveaux projets en développement, de nouveaux volets d’étude et une vie sociale pas mal active aussi font une vie bien équilibrée pour moi! Le truc est de créer cette vie occupée équilibrée et si on lit mes blogs régulièrement, c’est pas difficile de voir que l’équilibre est un travail en processus pour moi. Alors que je sens le prochain saut vers le haut pour YogaFit Canada, mon cerveau est un plan sans arrêt d’idées, de concepts, de choses à faire, etc… Je me réveille bourdonnante et je ne m’arrête presque pas jusqu’à 22h quand je mets mon téléphone/ordinateur/téléviseur/verre de vin et autres montagnes de papiers variées de côté et bouge physiquement (et des fois me pousse mentalement) dans ma salle de yoga pour ma pratique et méditation.

Ma pratique de yoga est au top des items sur ma liste de gratitude. Je ne sais où je serais sans elle. Il m’a prit beaucoup de discipline et quelques essais avant de trouver le bon temps dans la journée, mais je peux finalement dire que je suis dédiée à une pratique de 30 à 60 minutes, 5 à 7 soirs par semaine (bien qu’on pourrait plaidoyer que danser les samedis soirs est sa propre forme de yoga J) depuis les 2 derniers mois. Ma pratique change tous les soirs, elle commence avec l’écoute de mon corps et le lâcher-prise d’attentes. Elle est parfois une pratique yang bien vigoureuse quand je relâche de l’énergie piégée, elle devient plus souvent une pratique très réparatrice, bougeant d’une posture relaxante à une autre.

Dans les dernières quelques semaines, alors que nous nous enfonçons davantage dans l’automne et la saison des fêtes et aussi la période Vata de l’année selon la tradition ayurvédique, je suis plus portée vers une pratique ancrée, une connexion à la terre, des réconforts douillets et créant une harmonie dans mon premier chakra. De choses simples comme m’envelopper dans mon foulard préféré et des uggs avant de quitter la maison. Boire mon nouveau thé préféré, 100 mystères par Sahara Tea, une compagnie de thé bio de Toronto. Masser de l’huile de lavande sur mes pieds avant d’aller au lit promeut un sommeil plus relaxant. Aussi, la musique que je choisis d’écouter tout au long de la journée et même lors de mes méditations au soir qui apportent calme à mes cellules cérébrales ultra actives. En ce moment, mes deux préférés sur ma playlist, les deux tirés du nouveau CD YogaFit Snatam Kaur : Gobinda Gobinda Hari Hari et Bountiful Beautiful Blissful.

Ma position de méditation préférée en ce moment est le Papillon avec appuis avec des Œufs Trois min. pour soutenir mes jambes et ma colonne, (1 sous ma tête, 3 le long de ma colonne et 2 autres sous mes jambes) toutefois au lieu de laisser mes bras allongés à mes côtés, je les relâche croisés sur ma poitrine, les coudes pointés vers le haut. J’ai trouvé profonde relaxation dans cette position non seulement de l’ouverture du cœur que la position apporte traditionnellement, mais aussi par l’ajout de poids de mes bras offrant une sensation de réconfort et d’ancrage comme un bon câlin.

Peu importe comment nous découvrons notre propre forme de pratique de yoga, et je crois honnêtement que le yoga vient sous nombreuses formes, j’espère qu’elle vous apporte aussi grand réconfort et paix.

Avec Amour et Lumière,

Namaste xo

Lisa

How Time Heals

November 1^st and all the stores have their Holiday decorations out already and for the first time in a long time, I’m saying: Bring it on! This sudden revelation that I’m even interested in anything that has to do with the holiday season this year is for me a testament to the fact that time does heal. I have pretty much dreaded all aspects of the holidays for the last three years, and it has taken a lot of energy on my part to not act like an all out Grinch, and at times I probably have. Three years ago my Dad spent the entire holiday season in bed with terminal cancer. To say that Christmas sucked is sort of an understatement in my books. He was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in January 2009 and passed away in February of 2010. That year and the year that followed are still a blur, but through gratitude and acceptance I have been able to move forward, to honour his memory and do what he would want me to do. Christmas has been especially difficult because it was his favorite holiday of the year, the only day of the year we actually have breakfast together as a family and then we have a big party at our house with all our family friends and the traditions have continued every year despite my protests to just cancel the whole thing. Realizing this year that I’m actually looking forward to the holidays feels strange for me but also brings me tremendous comfort.

Time is an interesting topic of conversation in the yoga world as we all agree that the present is where we should be. We study The Power of Now, by Eckhart Tolle in Level 5 one of my favorite books is the cult classic Be Here Now, by Ram Dass – both claiming that the only place to be is here. To soak it all in because it’s all we have; the past is over, the future is ever changing. To be fully present we must also honour our emotional selves, without judgment or expectations. Through my own yoga practice, this is what I have done over the last few years, working on not being stuck in an emotion, realizing that my emotions are a part of me, but are not me. I gave myself permission to be mad and sad. (Dumping my feelings on others was not part of this agreement though.) To feel what I felt without dwelling and analyzing, and then doing small things for me to stay above it: a good book, a yoga class, a cup of hot chocolate. If the little things in life can pull us down, then they can pull us up as well.

This year I continue to embrace the present, I’m sure there will be ups and downs because that is the nature of life.  Maybe because I have an adorable little nephew (who looks a lot like my dad by the way) to share the holidays with, maybe because with time my heart has begun to heal, definitely because I know its what my dad would have demanded, I can honestly say: Bring it on

In love and light,

Namaste xo Lisa.

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Comment le temps guérit

1^er novembre, tous les magasins ont leurs décorations des fêtes déjà sorties et pour la première fois depuis longtemps, je dis : apportez-les! Cette soudaine révélation que je suis intéressée à quelque chose qui a trait à la période des fêtes cette année est pour moi un testament du fait que le temps guérit réellement. J’ai craint pas mal tout les aspects des fêtes pour les trois dernières années, ça prenait beaucoup d’énergie de ma part de ne pas agir comme un vrai Grincheux et je l’ai probablement fais à quelques reprises. Il y a trois ans, mon père a passé l’intégralité de la période des fêtes dans un lit avec un cancer terminal. Dire que ce Noël là était poche est un genre d’euphémisme, à mon avis. Il a été diagnostiqué avec un cancer pancréatique en janvier 2009 et est décédé en février 2010. Cette année là et celle qui a suivie sont encore embrouillées, mais par la gratitude et l’acceptation, j’ai été capable d’aller vers l’avant, d’honorer sa mémoire et de faire ce qu’il voudrait que je fasse. Noël a été particulièrement difficile parce que c’était sa fête préférée, la seule journée de l’année que nous déjeunions tous ensemble en famille et ensuite nous avions un gros party chez nous avec tous les amis de la famille et les traditions ont continuées malgré mes protestations d’annuler toute l’affaire. Réaliser cette année qu’en fait, j’ai hâte aux fêtes m’est étrange, mais m’apporte aussi énormément de réconfort.

Le temps est un sujet de conversation intéressant dans le monde de yoga comme nous convenons que le présent est où nous devrions être. Nous étudions «The Power of Now» par Eckhart Tolle dans le Niveau 5 et un de mes livres préférés est le classique «Be here now» par Ram Dass. Les deux réclament que la seule place où être est ici. De s’en imbiber parce que c’est tout ce qu’on a; le passé est finit, le futur est en constante évolution. Afin d’être pleinement présents, nous devons aussi honorer nos sois émotionnels sans jugement ni attentes. À travers ma propre pratique de yoga, c’est ce que j’ai fait pendant les dernières années : travailler de ne pas être coincée dans une émotion, réaliser que mes émotions sont une partie de moi, mais ne sont pas moi. Je me donnais la permission d’être en colère ou triste. (Déverser mes sentiments sur les autres ne faisait pas partie de cet accord, par contre). De sentir ce que je sentais sans m’y éterniser ni analyser et ensuite de faire des petites choses pour moi, pour garder le dessus : un bon livre, une classe de yoga, une tasse de chocolat chaud. Si les petites choses de la vie peuvent nous tirer vers le bas, alors elles peuvent aussi nous tirer vers le haut.

Cette année, je continue à embrasser le présent. Je suis certaine qu’il y aura des hauts et des bas, parce que c’est la nature de la vie. Peut-être parce que j’ai un petit neveu adorable (qui ressemble beaucoup à mon père, en passant) avec qui partager les fêtes, peut-être parce qu’avec le temps, mon cœur a commencer à cicatriser, certainement parce que je sais que c’est ce que mon père aurait exigé, je peux honnêtement dire : Apportez-les

Avec amour et lumière,

Namaste xo Lisa.