I enjoy soup for several reasons. One of the things that I enjoy about soup is that I can throw a bunch of veggies in a pot and walk away. I like recipes that are simple, clean, and easy to clean up. The most complicated part about this recipe is chopping the veggies. Of course,…

I usually have a story behind my recipes. There is no story behind this one, except that I am a diabetic and I love hot chocolate and peanut butter. This falls within my allowed carb count for breakfast, so I don’t have to worry spikes in my blood sugars. AND it tastes yummy. I usually…

My first exposure to yoga was as a group exercise instructor. Of course I had heard of yoga, but I knew absolutely nothing about it. I will be honest, it’s still a surprise to me how I became a group exercise instructor, let alone a yoga practitioner and teacher. Most exercise instructors are athletes, former…

For the last week or so my asthma has been flaring up. I’ve been experiencing slight tightness in the chest, a bit of inflammation, intermittent cough, and a small amount of mucous production. My symptoms haven’t been severe enough to go to the doctor, but noticeable enough to create some discomfort. So this was supposed…

Now, where was I? Oh yeah, I decided to start my blog about two years ago hoping to share some of my thoughts, some of my journals, and some of my yoga journey. But I had some personal things that were more important to handle within the last two years; and that is another blog…

When I am sick with a cold, I love to eat soup.  Not just any soup.  I enjoy a hearty, warm, and soul comforting soup. Sinus congestion makes it a little difficult to breathe through my nostrils, so there is nothing like hot soup to keep everything flowing.  Not to gross you out.  When ever…

Dear Ego, My ego says to hold on.  My ego tells me to stay in control. My ego tells me to fight for what you want. My soul says let it go.  My soul says you are not in control, the Spirit within is. My soul says peace, be still. With a steady and calm…

I started going through the 200 hour registered yoga training (RYT) in September of 2015 at YogaOne in Cedarburg, Wisconsin.  I thought it was time. I started practicing at home after my son, TJ, was born to try to put myself back together. Whatever “together” means. The death of my father, nursing school, and pregnancy…