This past weekend I was visiting with some friends who have been navigating recent loss and trauma. My friend Elena turned to me and asked, "Renee, what do you do when you feel shaken to your core?"  I thought for a moment about all the hard times I've endured since my twenties and answered, "I do yoga."

I'm in the middle of my busiest speaking time. I just finished two engagements and am preparing for two more. While I love to travel, break routine and "do it different," going for extended periods where I'm eating new foods, sleeping in hotels…

Last week in the middle of my NIA class, I looked at myself in the mirror and thought, "Wow, you've aged, you really look tired." I was tired. Not "I didn't get a good night's sleep tired," but tired from the emotionally intense rollercoaster…

Yesterday I spent an hour with my December calendar--not penciling things in, but cancelling pending events and making choices that supported a more open, spacious, restorative winter schedule. Does the thought of hanging lights and attending…