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Since fall, I’ve been in this weird place of really needing to give myself care, but feeling guilty about it.

So I did this thing as an experiment. For 4 weeks, I did something nice for myself every day. Some days it was just a little longer shower…or taking the time to shave (gasp!)

But for 28 days, I focused on my own care.

Self-careself-lovemonth (1)It didn’t cost anything (all of the care offered myself took very little time or money.) I ended up feeling more full-up, content, and at peace with my beautiful self.

I thought you might like to try it too…so I put together kind of what I did – ideas, affirmations, some worksheets to give you things to think about and a calendar to schedule your care.

If you’re into it, click on this link in the and I’ll send it to you.

I hope it helps remind you that you’re worth your own loving kindness.

Peace, love, joy. Sarah


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Bringing Yoga into Life

You wouldn’t think my garage door would have much to do with yoga…but it does.

Used to be I’d leave my house and not think or be present in the moment. From time to time I’d come home and my garage door would be left open. It got me worrying. So then I’d leave the house and get a couple of blocks from home and I’d have to turn around and drive back down the alley and see if I indeed remembered to close the door.

I can come up with some more examples:

  • Did I lock the door?
  • Did I turn the oven off?
  • Did I remember to close the side gate so the dog doesn’t get out?
  • Did I ______

What’s yours?

After I started practicing and studying yoga I realized what a tremendous opportunity this all was to offer myself the gift of presence. Because if I was truly present in this one, precious moment I would KNOW if I closed the garage door. Right?

But it gets better!


me…scheduling an m.r.i.

About six weeks ago, I sprained my ankle horribly. The orthopedist was super dramatic and said that if I reinjured my ankle, the consequences would be “catastrophic.” Zoinks.

So when I got off the crutches and out of the boot – I was like a baby deer taking my first steps. Plus it’s winter, so add ice to each footfall.

Each step I took I would measure the ground, the velocity, the feeling of each step. Was it ok to put all of my weight on my injured ankle?

Oh hello yoga. It slowed me down to start noticing each step. To stay present in each step instead of just walking through life not noticing!




When I was going through yoga teacher training, we did a practice. It about drove me damn near nuts, but it has come back to me again and again and again.

We had to take a half hour to eat an orange.

All I had in my refrigerator was a clementine.


I set my timer, closed my eyes and began by smelling. The smell of the clementine lit up my nose. Then I looked at each pore of the peel and the sweet little eye where the stem was. Then I set out to slowly peel and eat the clementine. For thirty minutes. It was wondrous.


My hope is that you don’t have to injure yourself, drive around the block 3 times or eat a clementine for thirty minutes (though I highly recommend trying it.)

My hope is that you receive this gift and start looking around for your own opportunities to see, to sense, to feel, to smell, to receive the gifts of each moment.

Because each moment is a wondrous gift filled with it all.

Namaste, Sarah


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3 Reasons to Do a Vision Board

Every January I make a new Vision Board for myself. They’re magical.

Here’s why:

Hope this helps you when creating. Another thing I would say is not to put any rules around your creating. Let it just kind of flow.
Peace, Sarah


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Aging – Two Choices


This mirror though…..jeez.

It’s New Year’s Eve. A time for reflecting. As I was looking at the lines on my face and the marks of age in this light up mirror…I thought, “I get two choices here.”

I could condemn, hate, be disgusted with this process of aging. Raging against the fates that steal away my youth. I could stick needles in my forehead and pull the skin up surgically. I could…pretend for awhile that it’s not happening.

To what end I wonder?

As I look at my face, I could be tender…smiling at the lines that life has given me. The beautiful imperfections that amplify with each year. I could chuckle at gravity and be grateful for the grounding it offers. I could look lovingly at my familiar face, look deep into my own eyes and say, “Hey. You’re alright. You’re perfect as you are. I love you.”

On this day, December 31, 2017…I’m going with the latter.