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It was a certain kind of shock. A definite re-calibration occurred. Repeatedly. And, sometimes it still does. No one had to tell me explicitly as a young woman. I knew it implicitly. My body should look like THIS, and not like THAT. Also, it should be thinner. And not get…

I listened empathetically as she described the way the morning “should have gone.” Those were the plans she’d made. Quite thorough she was in sequencing what was supposed to happen. Including the good feelings that should have come from those plans. There’s a cycle we can get into that is…

In our latest Hunger, Hope + Healing newsletter, I introduced a new offering for us at our Portland home, the DAYA Foundation. That offering is the Restart Program led lovingly by Courtney Cronk. In response to this newsletter, I was honored by an email expressing a valuable perspective. One concern was…

Since our last discussion about shame as a force of isolation (an early protective mechanism), I’ve had the blessing of intersecting with new areas of community in the yoga world and to engage with other yoga visionaries, activists, entrepreneurs, as well as people courageously rowing the rapids toward their own…

Thank you to those who wrote in response to our conversation about Shame. Shame is a horrible, sticky, overwhelming, toxic, and shocking rush of physiological, psychological, neurological, and emotional storms. In the midst of this storm, our shame voice shouts at us. Demeaning, familiar, taunting, lightning-quick and capable of blind-siding…

In case you’re dropping into our conversation without having read the prior blogs, I want to underline a certain aspect of shame today, specifically, one of the ironic ways it acts as a “protective mechanism”: Shame is isolating. Shame isolates us. We isolate when we fall into shame. We might even…