Take up as much space as you can

Take up as much space as you can

That was the direction from our yoga instructor this morning. “Take up as much space as you can.” She was guiding us into straight leg triangle – Utthita Trikonasana – and wanted us to expand, expand, expand our bodies. “Take up as much space as you can,” she offered....
I’m proud of myself for breaking the rules

I’m proud of myself for breaking the rules

As I’ve mentioned before, I was anorexic decades ago, and I still can have what I call anorexic thinking – where I get rigid and stringent, unrelentless with myself, and vigilant about doing everything “just so” and following every rule and guideline. It most likely...
Why I stopped eating

Why I stopped eating

I was talking with my son the other day about attitudes around food. “When I was anorexic in college…” I said. “I didn’t know you were anorexic,” he answered. Why would he? Anorexia is one of my many stories. But I don’t talk about it often, because it doesn’t define...
How did I turn out so okay?

How did I turn out so okay?

“I don’t know,” my therapist said to me in one of my last sessions from this time of working with her, “I don’t know how you were so functional when you first showed up in my office.” Shout it from the mountaintops; hide it so that no one knows. That is the dichotomy...
When will we stop?

When will we stop?

I was in the gym this morning, working out and schmoozing with gym-friends. It’s great to have a little extra time on a Sunday morning, to not be in such of a rush. Schmoozing with gym-friends, and two separate women, who happen to be my age or older and both in...