In less than seven years, I have transplanted myself from Brooklyn, NYC where I lived a bike riding, hootenany attending, public school teaching kind of life, first to Boulder, Colorado where I deepened my connection to self while growing into my new roles of wife and mother. Now, we live here in Santa Fe, New Mexico, and most days I am tending hearth and home for my family, while on my days off I hike up mountains or soak in very hot water.
I am playing with how to keep yoga, writing and relationships vibrantly alive in my days alongside parenting two young boys, de-cluttering the onslaught of modern American culture and reading copious amounts of literature. I am practicing keeping house, so that it holds me and my family well with space to play, rest, connect and be fed. Somedays there is a real joy in this movement towards order, cleanliness and beauty. Other days, I shirk these assumed responsibilities.
My not-so-secret is that I am working on a memoir in bursts and long pauses, while my more secretive secret is that I hope this work will help elucidate a path into my future.