Author: grkeyo

Dear Laura, Thank you for putting your mat down next to mine in class yesterday. You said hi to me in the studio lobby and mentioned that you had taken a class of mine a long time ago. During class, we were standing in “Bird of Paradise” and you generously reached your hand out to…

Last night I had one of those dreams that jolts you from a deep sleep. It was one of those “heart-thumping-panic-attack” moments that makes you look around the dark room wondering how fear let itself into your mind…and into your home. In the dream, I was riding in the back of a van with three…

Two years ago, I wrote a post entitled “Who I Am” right around this time of the year. Perhaps it’s the inevitable “back-to-school” vibe in the air or the knowledge that summer is truly over that makes us want to take inventory of WHO WE ARE. Whatever it is, I get the sense that we…

I recently read the following passage in Meditations from the Mat; it addressed the issue of hoarding…an issue I know well: “I don’t want more. I just don’t want to lose what I already have…It’s not that I’m a hoarder. I am a nonrelinquisher. I don’t want to grieve the loss of anything.” I have…

I recently got back from a week-long vacation in San Diego where I let my worries roll away with the surf. This picture—taken on the Torrey Pines State Reserve coastal cliffs—sums up the trip; it was a week filled with peace, serenity, and the freedom to contemplate nature for as long as I wanted. When…

A few weeks ago I was in a car accident. I had just had dinner with friends, where I had enjoyed a couple (or more) glasses of wine, when I sideswiped by another car. It was the other driver’s fault; his car drifted into my lane because he had been looking at his date in…

A few nights ago, I had a recurring dream about being in my grandmother’s house and finding a door that opened up a whole other world. The rooms, filled with bustling people and mysterious relics, went on forever. As I stood there observing everything happening around me–not quite sure how to take it all in–I…

A few days ago, I called to get the results of my recent biopsy. As the receptionist put me on hold, I had a momentary flashback to 1996…the year of my last biopsy. I was 19 at the time and therefore invincible (or naïve?) and 100% confident that everything would be fine. Now, almost two…

A friend and I decided to ring in the New Year by going on a 2-day yoga retreat. The workshop we signed up for was advertised as an experience appropriate for both singles and couples. It promised to teach us how to “create fulfillment, joy, and pleasure within ourselves and our relationships” and learn “ways…

The Five Stages of Grief (commonly known as DABDA) are: Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, and Acceptance. As a nation, we collectively mourned the loss of innocent children and their teachers two weeks ago. Rumors of the Armageddon distracted us, holidays turned us upside down, family celebrations and arguments came to an end. We breathed in…