dear vancouver: i love you

Kits Beach this morning. Loaded down with heavy bags, high winds, and thunderstorms threatening - spent hours wandering the beach loving the feeling of sand beneath my feet, wind in my face and cold seawater shocking me back to reality.

Grey sky, dark mountains, turquoise water, pale sand and green moss covered rocks. Mother nature is a genius.

job offer

Wonderful dear friends, good yoga, green space, mountains, the ocean, and now a job offer --- Vancouver wants me to stay.

signs i don't see in toronto

Was out for a walk on the UBC campus at dusk with the intention to watch the sun set over the ocean. The cliff leading down to the ocean is heavily forested, I wandered deeper and deeper into the woods looking for a clear spot to watch the sky change.

As I walked, my quest to watch the sunset was displaced by curiosity over the strangest, loudest sound coming from way off to my right so I forgot about the sun and followed my ears instead. As I walked, the strange sound changed to a strange noise to an absolute cacophony and I began to get a bit freaked out - alone, in the forest, at night, no idea what was making the noise I was walking into - when something liquid splatted on the ground just in front of me and I looked up.

Huge, ginormous nests dotted the trees high, high up above with very large forms moving about inside of them making a whole lot of noise. Mystery solved. Herons. Lots of them. I love life.

so the weather will do what tomorrow?

Everything but snow, good to have that cleared up...

crazy dancing

my gorgeous family

up, up, and away

what i'll miss most

Blurry picture, beautiful boy. Can't quite talk on the phone yet, I'm going to miss him.

friday night

faces

along the way

roadtrip III

Beach chilling, bike riding, friend lovin', birthday celebrating goodness.








Time to fly away home

roadrip II

Backyard hanging, rainbow making

roadtrip part I

Toronto to Ottawa - 350km of fun.

Windows down, music blaring, so much fun for the first few hours even with Friday traffic stretching a four hour drive into six. Making up dirty lyrics to the Jesus music coming up from the States usually keeps me entertained the whole way there but even this grew stale about four hours in so out came the camera.

Flying down the highway at 140km an hour, one hand on the wheel and the other snapping random, blurry pictures. Good times.







I've arrived :)

my happy place

Between teaching, assisting, practicing and the workshop I'm participating in I've been spending 8-10 hours a day in one yoga studio or another. Stick me anywhere else for that long and I'd be one cranky person but instead I'm completely inspired, jazzed, happy, and so very much in flow.

The things I love most I do for free, and when they become paid it takes the joy out of it. My thoughts about the what and where of my career are taking a different perspective - revisiting the idea of compromising some hours for the joy found in others. And it's all good.

queen street waiting

Gorgeous summer day after a few cold days of rain. Arrived at the studio early and sat outside watching the world go by, enjoying the anticipation of the Chuck & Maty workshop I've been looking forward to for months, and taking random pictures from my place on the curb.

Bikers, bladers, boarders; streetcars, motorbikes, dumptrucks, firetrucks, police cars; queen street hipsters, dazed yogis, yummy mummys, tourists, 905-ers, and jaded locals. So much to see from my corner of the world.

First picture

He was not impressed with my stealth picture taking skills. 

Love the person with their elbow hanging out the window.  I know that feeling exactly.   Such a TTC moment. 

Gold boots?  For real? Awesome. 

Two trends in one: skinny jean on the bottom, harem pant on top.  Strange. 

Toronto traffic ignoring the firetruck sirens. Everyone's got somewhere to go

Gorgeous shoes

Looking up