If you have been reading this blog aka the thought dump for any length of time or follow me on any of the social media channels, you probably figured out by now that I really like yoga. It wasn’t always that way and the truth is I don’t like yoga; I like how yoga makes …
I used to joke that my parents were the original Black hippies. Today marks nine years since my mother decided this rock we call Earth was just too small to contain her. The morning after she decided to depart this space, I had to fly home to Chicago to make arrangements with my Papa and …
This weekend marks eleven years that I have been in Maine and nine years since my Mom’s untimely death. Typically it’s a solemn time but this weekend is anything but solemn as my family rejoices in some much welcomed news. Regular readers are aware that my father has been dealing with some health issues but …