There's a sun in every person - the you we call companion - Rumi My intention for a post before Thanksgiving was to focus on connections – our connection to our Self - each other - the natural world and the physical world. I had picked a lovely sunrise photo that I...
I rekindled an adolescent love of yoga 5 years ago. You might not know it to look at me. As a 60 something post menarche who has lived life fully, I wear my “menopot” with a bit a self-consciousness. Although I try to tell myself that my belly is magical or...
Spring arrived in April this year. Virginia’s spring is usually a bit earlier than the spring of PA and NJ where I spent much of my life. I relish and welcome the spring flowers as they brighten the transition from cold to warm days. The sunny smiling daffodils,...
I recently read an article by Bonnie L. Grant entitled “Antidepressant Microbes in Soil: How dirt makes you happy”. My mind was instantly flooded with my own gardening memories. My first garden was an act of love taught to me by my Dad. He missed his bounty from...
As mentioned in previous posts, my obsession with lavender stems from my father’s influence when he asked me to use the word to calm him from worrying about places where I ended up as a result of my global business travel. The word caught on and it became a word that...
My parents, Mary and Harry Le Fever, have probably been the two most influential people on my life's journey. It was my Mom who first suggested I take yoga as a teen to relieve some mild test anxiety that plagued me in high school. She is also the person who...