The Dead Bring Flowers

Growing up in Italy I learned a lot of “remedies” for anything from the evil eye to attracting a good husband.  My mother and grandmother had an interpretation for every event, minor or major, from throwing away a bloody rag without wrapping it properly first (the devil will come and eat it, and then youContinue reading “The Dead Bring Flowers”

Make It Beautiful

So, I got a little morose today during yoga. It happens a lot to people: blockages. They start in your mind and move to your body.  The reverse is also true. Usually, I feel really good after I do yoga but occasionally I feel like crying.  This great emptiness opens inside me and there isContinue reading “Make It Beautiful”