My dad is 70 years old, and for the past decade, he’s practiced yoga religiously. When I think about his return to yoga, three lessons have surfaced for me, lessons that have very little to do with yoga itself, and everything to do with how we care for ourselves, build a life, and keep coming back. The first? What we practice, they watch. Our children are watching what we make time for, what we prioritize, and what we consider worthy of protecting. Perhaps caring for ourselves isn't just something we do for us. Perhaps it's something we teach.

We build stories about people in seconds, often with surprising confidence. But sometimes all it takes is one question to discover we were completely wrong. A reflection on curiosity, assumption, and what becomes possible when we resist the urge to fill in the blanks.

From our commutes, to our hours of daylight, oppressing grey, bitter cold, access to nature and more. Our natural environment influences just about everything.

Last summer, I vacationed on one of my favorite places on earth, a small gulf island nestled in the Salish Sea…and what it means to miss the ferry before dinner break (you’re in for a wait).