Clutter has a purpose. It prevents you from seeing, moving and living with clarity. Many of us collect physical clutter subconsciously to create a divide between ourselves and our world and yet, we seem so frustrated when our mess becomes “out of control” with no one to blame but number one. The tangible trash we collect can feel icky and suffocating, but I believe mental clutter can be just as, if not more, damaging to ourselves. So, let’s look at some quick and easy ways to

Hockley Valley is paradise. It’s less than an hour away from Toronto, but I feel like I’m a million miles away in a magical mystery land when I come here. Sometimes, all it takes is a few kilometres between myself and the big city for me to feel detached from my busy life and connected to the beautiful, natural world. Judging by the smiles on their faces and the words they expressed, the retreaters felt just as at peace as I did– and I was leading the group! My goal for this

I’ve gone almost a whole month without a cellphone. In the first world, this is considered to be a real “crisis.” To everyone else in the world, we probably look like a bunch of whiny, technology-obsessed spoiled brats who’ve forgotten how to connect face-to-face. For me, it’s been truly inconvenient, but enlightening in many ways. Now, don’t get me wrong–I didn’t make a strong ethical decision to go device-less for a while. In fact, I damaged my iPhone in one of the most cli

A quick snap of my two inspiring roommates and I, pre-yoga in Picton. I’m back! The 2 Week Intensive Power Yoga Canada Teacher Training Program was definitely one of the most challenging experiences of my life, but boy was it amazing. It’s hard to put into words what all went down there in beautiful Picton, Ontario so I’ll write a semi-brief synopsis–besides, I wouldn’t want to ruin it for anyone who’s considering taking the certification program through PYC one day. What I w

I’ve been having some wildly beautiful dreams lately, and I’ve noticed they share a common theme: human connection. I spent some time in a magical place a few nights ago.  In my dream I was purely an observer, floating around this serene, wide-open yellow field.  My breath was taken away by this majestic and wise looking oak tree in the centre of it all. It seemed completely still and completely alone. I was moved to calmness just by virtue of being near this tree. Before I t