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Allergic Reaction

I drink a lot of green drinks. I eat a lot of green foods. I draw in a lot of looks and comments for drinking and eating said colorful sustenance. Especially at work, green faces abound (and trust me when I say they’re not faces green with envy). These faces are green with the grim … Continue reading

The Invisible Army

I’ve always worn my heart on my sleeve. Except when it comes to my blog. I’ve hardly worn my blog on my sleeve. Or is it, I’ve hardly worn my heart on my blog? Either way, compared to who I really am, this blog has been a tame pussy cat. Especially of late. I was … Continue reading

A Whole 30 Journey, A Whole Lotta Prep – Week 1

A Whole 30 Journey, A Whole Lotta Prep – Week 1

I first learned about this thing called the Whole 30 in a magical place called Instagram. Following some of its ardent followers long before committing to it myself, it seemed like the kind of ‘not-a-diet-but-a-lifestyle’ food program I could potentially get behind (it’s also incredibly similar to the Paleo Diet, which I’ve been curious about … Continue reading

The Yoga Camp Chronicles – Day 2 – I Create

I Create…my own happiness. I Create…my reality. I Create…the life I want to live. These were the three intentions swirling through my mind today during this Day 2 practice, and for the duration since I left the mat this morning. It was a struggle to choose just one, and although intentions often work their magic … Continue reading

The Yoga Camp Chronicles

As I’ve mentioned here before, I’m a big Yoga With Adriene fan. Since moving to the UK in 2013, I struggled to find a studio that felt like home within a convenient proximity to my home or work, so my practice more or less fell by the wayside. I also struggled with fitting in, in … Continue reading

This is What a Yogi Looks Like

I didn’t come to yoga; rather, yoga came to me. In 2008, I had just graduated college (or as my friends here in the UK say, Uni), and was not in a happy place. To say I was lost in a grey cloud of despair would be the understatement of the century. I was still … Continue reading