I have returned to a dedicated practice (unlike my writing). While on my last contract I was taking Bikram style classes, I am currently...

Unroll the mat. Check the temperature of the room. Turn on the salt lamps. Put on the pre-yoga playlist. Students arrive. Chatter begins....

Blood warms my cheeks and fills my ears. My palms prickle and my fingers curl like a snake waiting to strike. I feel the breath held at...

Our hands ran over indentations in the bark where moss had begun to foam as if the core of the redwood was filled of gooey green matter....