I was born at 3:05 AM on August 8th, 1992, 27 years ago to the moment that this post was published. As a child, I remember my parents (my dad was the ringleader on this) coming into my bedroom just after 3:00 AM every year, and waking me up to have our own mini-celebration at …
CLOSED | A Call for Writing Submissions
Your story is meaningful, your perspective is powerful, and your words are worth reading. I am so excited to welcome you to our first open call for writing submissions on My Warrior Project! My goal is to give you an outlet to express yourself, and a platform for connection with like-minded people. I hope you …
Identity, it’s complicated.
Identity is... ✔️What defines you. ✔️How others define you. ✔️Complicated... Identity is fucking complicated. I grew up in a small town in Maine, where my father was the rector of the local Episcopal church. As a child and into my adolescent years, I allowed my identity as a preacher’s kid to dominate my existence. On …
E.Louise Reads | October 2018
You probably already know I am a book fanatic. I often buy books faster than I can read them, and I’m constantly considering all the books I’ll never have time to read in this lifetime. My bookshelves are systematically organized, and I have a borrowing system in place. My adoration of books often leads me …
Festive Friday: 10 Ideas for a Healthy & Fun October
This time of year, as the days get shorter and our workloads seem heavier than ever, we become more susceptible to seasonal affective disorder, seasonal depression, and in turn negative self-talk. Those of us who battle depression year-round are especially likely to feel lower as the daylight hours decrease and the leaves begin to fall. I’ve felt this year after year. As the evenings become darker earlier, I find myself eager to get home and just cozy up on the couch. I skip yoga classes, and say no to plans with friends. Meals sometimes become secondary, as does my sleep schedule and my morning routine. I’m lucky to get out of the house with two matching shoes and a cup of coffee some days.
A Glance at My Truth
I have been told it seems like I have my life totally together. I’m here to clear that up. I see what you see: I’m 26, newly married, with two sweet dogs and a beautiful little home. I have a great job and space to practice my hobbies. What could be better? Here’s what you …
Day #21, Seasonal Balance
Happy Day 21, Light Seekers! It's our final day focusing on Balance. Tomorrow we'll move deeper into our journey, but before we do I want to recap some of the lessons we learned about Balance. I consider my life fairly balanced, which has certainly not always been the case. Logistically, our families are extremely spread …
Spiritual Travel
Last night, while I meditated, I imagined myself sitting in the center of a large, open, wooden room. It was white, but sort of white-washed and worn. There were windows in front of me, behind me, and to either of my sides. Four pillars supported the ceiling in a square around me. The only door …
Community: A Journey
I'm finally recovering from my cold, and I'm looking forward to getting back on my mat tonight. I did a few minutes of meditation and a soft flow last night, maybe 10 minutes. It wasn't much, but it reminded my body how it feels to be in that space. I forgot, for a moment it …
Weird, Not Weird.
My friend and fellow yogi, Alyssa, has a phrase she uses to describe the endless coincidences and connections that surround her life. She says things are “weird, not weird.” You know when people say, “sorry, not sorry?” They’re acknowledging that socially it’s probably the right thing to be “sorry” and yet they are not.