Yet, again, I find myself taking a lesson from my yoga mat and applying it to the real world. In yoga, we refer to Sthira/Sukha. How strength and softness can exist simultaneously. You can feel both the hardness of a pose and you can melt into it's difficulty with breath. With softness. With ease. And,... Continue Reading →
Calling Myself a Writer
I abandoned this blog for quite some time. I am a mother of two school-aged children, a wife, a high school teacher, and a woman on a journey of growth. Amidst the many areas which demand my time, I spent any free minute I could find to finish my first historical romance - Capturing a... Continue Reading →
Rejection
I receive a rejection letter which makes my heart sing. I have complete and utter faith in my novel. I am on a journey of learning about my craft unlike anything I have ever experienced. So when the rejection letter reads to take heart because my voice shows potential, I am elated. I receive detailed editorial... Continue Reading →
