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Regular practice in de-cluttering, yoga, and being a good aunt

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After my thorough New Year’s de-cluttering, I was quite satisfied… for a few days. Then I saw books, notes, pet fur, and fresh debris re-invading my immaculate space. Banishing clutter is not an occasional project—it must be regular practice. I’m reminded of a yoga teacher’s anecdote three years ago, which I cited in Clearing the clutter. When San Francisco yoga teacher Joe Naudzunas‘s truck was totaled, he had to empty it out. It took longer than expected. “Do you clean your car regularly?” he asked. “Or do you let junk accumulate in it? Do you use it as another closet, just … Continue reading Regular practice in de-cluttering, yoga, and being a good aunt

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The power of words: Part I

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When I visit my four-year-old niece in California, one of my “jobs” is to play with her. It might be my main job. While I’m sure she appreciates my making her cheesy toast and helping her get dressed, her loudest request is, “Play with me!” On my last trip, she had a set of wooden building blocks that I hadn’t seen before. It wasn’t initially a go-to toy but, during my stay, it became a favorite. First we built simple, amorphous structures. Then she wanted to create corrals for her horse figurines (Schleich gets my thumbs-up). Next, we tried to … Continue reading The power of words: Part I

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Wearing the yoga teacher “hat”

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My travel writer “hat” In one of my other lives, I write travel books on Hawaii. Recently, Erin, a fellow travel writer, and I chatted about how much longer we could do it. Yes, we agreed, everyone glamorizes the adventures of a travel writer, but the reality is more mundane (and grueling). Research trips are not vacations, lemme tell you! But, we agreed, we travel differently on assignment. It’s as if we’re wearing the travel writer “hat.” People approach us, willing to share their stories and secrets. Of course, people treat us differently because we act differently. We’re out and … Continue reading Wearing the yoga teacher “hat”