The SOULutions Path

Good morning Reader, Over the past five days, I've been sharing the Whole-Self Care Challenge—and I've been practicing right alongside everyone else. Each morning has reminded me of something different. Listening to my body. Restoring my energy. Creating space in my mind. Trusting my inner knowing. Receiving life with gratitude. These aren't just practices. They're a different way of moving through life. If you've been watching from the sidelines, I'd love to invite you to begin your own...

Dearest Reader, I just finished the practice for the first day of Nine Nights of Shakti. And wow. It helped me clarify where I’m going. Who I’m becoming. It brought up fears I am very good at keeping hidden. And then the mantra settled everything. It softened the noise. Opened my heart. And helped me feel the potential energy that is already there — the part of me that knows where I’m going and is ready to move. And that’s just Day One. This is exactly why I practice Navratri. Not because it...

Beloved Reader, As a longtime yoga practitioner and teacher, I had heard the whisperings of Navratri for years. Nine nights of the Goddess.A time devoted to Shakti.A practice of honoring the Divine Feminine. I was curious, but for a long time it stayed somewhere at the edges of my awareness. Then, about seven years ago, one of my favorite teachers shared a Navratri offering, and I decided to stop simply hearing about it and actually enter the practice for myself. I didn’t know then how deeply...

Beloved Reader, There are things we want that we barely admit to ourselves. A change we know we need to make.A creative dream we keep putting off.A boundary we know needs to be honored.A relationship with ourselves we want to heal.A version of ourselves we can almost feel — but haven’t quite given ourselves permission to become. Sometimes we’ve told a trusted friend. Sometimes we’ve written it in a journal. And sometimes the desire has remained completely private. I’ve been thinking a lot...

Reader, Saturday morning, I was not exactly feeling ready to take on the world. I’d spent most of the week recovering from a stomach bug, barely eating, and trying to get my energy back. And I had a very long day ahead of me. I was coaching my 7th-grade volleyball team at an all-day tournament. I needed to be present. I needed to lead. I needed energy I wasn’t entirely sure I had. So before I left the house, I opened SOULutions app on my phone. And I typed into the search: “Help me through a...

Hello my dear Reader, I love this time of year. The cooling temperatures. The warm sunny days that still linger. The way you can actually feel the earth shifting beneath everything. And somehow, that shift invites us to shift too. The Fall Equinox is one of those beautiful in-between moments—a threshold between what has been and what is becoming. It invites us to pause long enough to receive the blessings of the seasons behind us. To gather the golden nuggets. To notice what has grown, what...

Hello my dear Reader, Apparently, life decided I needed a very literal fall reset this year. After the strange adventure of having my email hacked, I’ve spent much of this week securing, clearing, and rebuilding things I thought were already settled. Not exactly the peaceful, candlelit seasonal ritual I had envisioned. 🤣 But it has reminded me that release isn’t always poetic. Sometimes it looks like passwords, cleanup, stronger boundaries, and deciding what gets access to our lives. The fall...

Dear Reader, This morning, I taught my regular Friday yoga class. I knew we needed to take time to honor the twenty-fifth anniversary of September 11. What I didn’t anticipate was how potent, powerful, and deeply cathartic the practice would become. Nearly every person in the room had tears or a mist in their eyes at some point. We remembered. We breathed. We felt the inhale and exhale as distinctly different—and yet inseparable parts of one continuous breath. We chanted for the happiness and...

Dear Reader, On Friday morning, a mantra kept calling to me. Hari Om Tat Sat. I brought it into my yoga class with my harmonium and shared it simply, the way mantras are often meant to be shared—not overexplained, but experienced. We sang. We listened. We let the repetition carry us underneath the noise. And something in it kept opening. Later that day, the mantra wanted to become a song. So I followed it. And then the song began asking for more space around it. Not just something to listen...