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Facebook is cool because it helps me reconnect with old friends, stay linked to my pals around the world and sing you songs via Rosanna Sings To Me On Facebook!!!  When people start hating on Facebook, I have to say that I am one of those people that sticks up for it. BUT! But. Facebook can be really lame because it allows us to tell the world lies about who we are and what's going on, and they'll believe it if we add the right amount of exclamation marks to our status updates.  We can conceal and reveal at our own discretion, creating an image of how we'd like to be perceived. For example, last week I was in San Diego for a serious water polo tournament and posted to my status after a victory: "11-9 win over Hungary! China today."  However, when we lost to China and continued to lose every game thereafter, I kept completely...

Back in April, I wrote of some pain I had in my right wrist.  It was affecting my yoga practice and driving me nuts.  I hit it in a weird way while scrimmaging in Rome and then fell down some Venetian steps onto the same wrist within the same few days.  I figured time would make it better because it wasn't a chronic injury, but my physio urged me to get x-rays.   I spent half a day at the hospital to be assured, in the end, that I had no broken bones.  Ok, so it will just take time, I thought.But come June, it was still bothering me.  And most of all when I would do yoga!  It was discouraging because I have loved adding yoga to my life but was still compensating for the pain.I finally went back to physio to see why the pain wasn't going away!...

After a ten day tournament in Puerto Rico, all I had was a day until it was time to be back at the airport for our next tournament in Russia. Considering all the white-bread-mayonnaise-processed-meat meals I had in Puerto Rico, I decided I was going to practice yoga twice. It would help rid my body of some toxins and free my mind of overanalyzing why I just played like garbage. So into yoga I stepped and out I came with another lesson! During my second class of the 24 hour layover, our teacher decided to have us hold downward dog for about 3 minutes. No big deal, right? As my body became tired after the first 30 seconds, she reminded us that it was supposed to be a resting pose. Our frames were to support us and do the work, lower half leaning against upper half, rather than our muscles, she...

This year I transitioned from driving a car to taking the metro, and it's been interesting to say the least.  I feel like I am actually getting to know Montreal as I cross paths with students, businessmen, young mothers, musicians, and an array of fashion statements.  I have also become connected to a whole new category of people: crazy people.  Literally. Two days will not pass without me noticing or interacting with someone who is mentally ill as I commute on the metro.  To recount only a few situations, I've been serenaded by a woman who was sure she was Barbara Streisand, and I've been asked if I "want to hear a loud noise?!" while a guy brings the lighter in his right hand to the firecracker in his left (I got off the metro!!!). This has made me wonder, "Why are so many people mentally ill?"  What are these people's stories?...

Hey guys.  I'm here to happily report on the three days of yoga I did last week.  I wrote down a few things after each class and have elaborated further below.Day 1:  First day back to yoga after two weeks in Italy.  After having eaten pizza, pasta and chocolate croissants without restraint, I felt, well, fat!  If only we were conditioned to see chubbiness as beautiful. I injured my wrist while away, so I started to have some red-flag pain while doing downward dog, plank, chaturanga and upward dog (all four together are called 'flow').  The coolest thing is that my teacher caught on to something being wrong when I didn't do a certain balance pose, bakasana, that I normally do.  She showed me a modified way to flow without straining my wrist.  Now, that's an aware teacher!    BakasanaWhat's cool about Moksha Yoga is that any given teacher may share a...

I just got home from a World Vision informative session on how to be an advocate for change.  I have been sponsoring a lil' kid from World Vision ever since I went to a Starfield concert when I was 15.   I was moved by what the band members shared, and even though I wasn't sure if I had $35 to give every month, I said yes!  10 years later, I still sponsor a kiddy.  A different one, though.  'Cause guess what?!  My first sponsored child, Ireen Kasimba, is now married off and fine without me!  Cool, eh?And then I read this book called Not For Sale, which is about human trafficking.  And there was this one section that totally blew me away.  It made me trust World Vision (because we're all skeptics) even more.  I am too lazy to find the exact quote (read the book; it's awesome), but...