In December of 2021, I began two months of living in Mexico. My parents moved down to the Yucatán right before COVID hit— my brother and his lady lived down there first. It had taken forever to sell my parents home— and the future was looking bright. Then my brother died. Then Leigh died. And my folks were locked in and locked down.

On the one hand, I was glad they were safer there than here. On the other, I was presented with profound grief. Those months in Mexico, replacing my yearly sabbatical to India, provided time with my first and most influential teachers: my mom and dad.

Plus, yoga on their roof looks a lot like some of my other favorite and meaningful roofs.

Having a consistent practice helped anchor me when things were truly terrible. If you’d like to learn a simple set of practices that match your unique needs, feel free to DM.

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