Welcome Spring. The vernal equinox. Ostara. The season of Earth's regeneration. Of birth and rebirth - eggs and ducklings and baby...

Where I live on the southern tip of the west coast of so-called Canada (WSÁNEĆ territory) snow is a brief and rare-ish winter treat. This...

I received an email this summer, from an Ashtanga Yoga practitioner in Costa Rica thanking me for my blog post about why I do Ashtanga...

My toddler is picking up words, sentences, phrases at an astonishing rate these days. It's mostly hilarious and amazing, but it sometimes...

Get out into nature, they say. As if this thing called nature exists only outside of us, out of doors, away from the city and apart from...

Hello there. I’m Madison. I’m here with a nervous system capable of travelling to the most expansive, euphoric, far seeing highs, and the...

I've spun a story for you, pulled up from the depths of winter. This story begins with an idea. A possibly quite novel idea. That (y)our...

I became a mother at the break of dawn. Sky glowing pink and orange, light spreading, room brightening. On the floor, moans and guttural...

I'm feeling so grateful to be able to reopen the yome for one-on-one sessions. Luckily, we're already very well ventilated and socially...

Photo by Guillaume de Germain on Unsplash I've been struggling to write this post for the last month. Feeling the need to put something...

We need each other. This lesson is taught to me over and over again. Especially when it comes to mental illness - or, as I prefer to call...

It took losing my mind to find myself. Bit of a bold statement, that. And I'm certain it's not the only way to find yourself. Probably...

Now this is a topic that I have devoted much thought and energy to over the past year. It was inevitable that it would prompt a blog post...

Welcome 2018, Welcome Yome. I've spent the past several days reflecting on the last year, on its many challenges, and the changes that...

September. This past week especially, the change has been palpable. Cold, crisp mornings. Breeze slightly more cutting, bit of an ominous...

I am in absolute awe of the humans who have come forward since the launch of my “unclinic” in the forest. DIA is not relaxing, feel-good...

"Hope is very often a refusal to know what is so, and steadfastly it is a refusal to live as if the present moment is good enough and all...

For Peggy, who’s constantly teaching us that the next great adventure is always within our reach, if you only have the vision, the...

“Who. Are. You?” demanded the Caterpillar. “Well, I… I hardly know sir. I’ve changed so many times since this morning, you see.” “I do...

I’ve just made a cup of coffee. It smells delicious - rich and comforting, spiced with a pinch of cinnamon, made creamy with almond milk....