Old Turkish Lady yoga. Interior design.

Whenever I mention that there will be optional Old Turkish Lady yoga at one of my events, people invariably want to know what the hell. The funniest, most delightful variation on that question came from a lovely reader who identified herself as someone who was an old...

Tiny bits of wisdom, revisited.

I have been thinking a lot lately about what I know. Examining the edges of it. And also about the relationship between knowing that something is true (or true for you), and actually knowing it. You know, getting it in a visceral, powerful, spine-tingly way so that...
The Fluent Self