Immerse yourself for a week in a safe space for growth and healing, surrounded by the spectacular beauty of nature and the potent energy of an established retreat center specializing in deep practice. Yogis of all shapes, sizes, experience levels and genders are invited. Slow flow doesn't necessarily mean easy, it means moving in a… Continue reading Slow Flow Yoga & Writing Retreat: March 2020
We'll get together, sit in a circle, breathe and stretch our bodies and imaginations. We'll share sacred space in this magical, mystical Mayan heartland. We'll write and let our streams of consciousness flow. We'll consume delicious, healthy, love-filled foods and drinks. We'll gather for ceremony, for practice, for synergy, for personal and collective growth and… Continue reading Fall Yoga & Writing Retreat!
Yoga, meditation, chakra chanting, journaling, ceremony & community! AUGUST 12-16 Villa Sumaya on Lake Atitlan is the perfect space for healing, growing and incubating dreams. Walking the path of beauty, we are ever grateful to the magic miracle of life happening now. We realize that every moment we have the choice to open, expand, heal… Continue reading Join me for a yoga retreat this summer.
Yoga has altered my life, for the better, for more than two decades. I've been teaching for the past sixteen years. I've also been writing pretty much since I can remember. Diaries, journals, blogs, poems, essays, articles. So I'm beyond thrilled to be offering a few weekend retreats in August & September that are all… Continue reading The Path of Beauty: Yoga & Writing Weekend Retreats
Wake up well before dawn. Set an alarm, just in case. I don't want to miss a moment of the five a.m. sadhana. Under the veil of darkness, stroll along the starlit, lapping lake to the candlelit temple where White Tara beams down upon us all every day and night. Location: Sumaya, which means "a… Continue reading The Poetry of Retreat
On August 6, 2009, I boarded a plane in my hometown, Austin, Texas, and took a flight into the unknown. Destination: Guatemala. I was 29. Ten years prior, the international travel bug had bitten. At age 19, prompted by my irrational fear that Y2K would cause global chaos and planes would fall out of the… Continue reading Landing