Thoughts from Annie

May 2012

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Thoughts from Annie

Dear Friends, In a couple of months I will turn 50. One of the paradoxically wonderful things that I have discovered about getting older is that I get to let go of dreams and aspirations that no longer fit me. At this point in my life, I am quite sure that I won’t become a [...]

April 2012

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Dear Friends, I started this month on a high note, writing a lot on my blog, traveling, going out, getting lots of work done, and balancing the many, many plates that we all juggle.  At the end of the first week of March, I was on top of my game when one of the plates [...]

March 2012

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Dear Friends, By now you may have heard about the controversy surrounding the founder and leader of the Anusara yoga community. I won’t inventory the allegations here, but the founder is a charismatic man with power over thousands of teachers and practitioners. Enough said. You can read more details here. I started practicing Anusara yoga [...]

February 2012

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Thoughts from Annie

This was the one month that I thought I knew exactly what I would be writing about. My pilgrimage to the Buddhist sites in India with two amazing Buddhist teachers was scheduled for the month of January. I was then going to Plum Village where I would digest the trip and have some very wise insights to share with all of you. Well, I ended up with a very different pilgrimage.

January 2012

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Happy New Year! I hope that everyone had a restful break. This year, rather than making resolutions, I have been letting them go. About eight years ago, I made the resolution to do sitting meditation every single morning. And until recently, I have kept that resolution, rising from bed very early, even in the darkest, coldest mornings, sitting through illnesses, sitting in hotel rooms, on planes, and even while in doctors’ waiting rooms. But last month, something shifted…

December 2011

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Happy Holiday Season! I remember when my kids were young and my parents would show up at our house for Christmas. My dad would still be turning off the engine and my mom would already be up on our front porch lugging several lawn-sized garbage bags filled with presents. She truly looked like Santa Claus when she arrived at our house, with full arms and a huge excited smile.

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