A New Class I have a new class beginning in January at the Strathcona Community League Tuesdays from 10-11:15am MST for 8 weeks from Jan 7 - Feb 20. Register here. My ongoing Saturday morning class 9:15-10:30 at the Westwood Unitarian Congregation is attended by a wonderful group of students. Join us any Saturday at… Continue reading I feel so fortunate to be able to teach yoga into my seventies. It brings me joy.
Author: janice williamson
A writerly subject. Lover of ideas, politics, social justice, and yoga. Schooled during second-wave feminism. Enlivened by my splendid daughter’s insights and energy. Retired after 32+ years as university professor into the creative splendour of time. Passionate late-blooming yoga teacher.
A Visit To My Mother’s Farm
July 3, 2024 Arrived at my mother’s farm for a visit. The landscape a balm. The inner landscape less optimistic. The words come in repetitive echoes of regret or tentative storying about mysterious figures and bleak recognition. July 4, 2022 My misery is recorded above after a 12-hour car-plane-train-train-bus-car trip that ended in Ontario humid… Continue reading A Visit To My Mother’s Farm
The Three Lives of Simone de Bébé
My 14-year-old Simone de Bébé was in her last stage of life. She hadn’t been eating much at all the past few weeks. I made the first appointment I could with the vet to have her euthanized in a few days, on Monday. But in the end, she declined precipitously and I couldn't wait. Over the recent days when my Simone de Bébé was gravely ill, I experienced an ever present underlying nausea, an existential exhaustion. Not so much grief as despair. As though all the terrible deaths occurring everywhere in the world were happening right at my feet.
Slow Yoga classes: Westwood Unitarian Saturdays 9:30-10:15a
My first in person yoga classes begin
Bring a yoga mat! Look forward to seeing you if you are in available and nearby.
Despair and Grief – a world at war
The broken heart is a more eager vehicle for empathy where pain is a relay between the individual heart and the world of unknown misery so far away. The local and the global can leak towards each other when grief and sorrow meet an open heart. The proximate and immediate reel in suffering. No longer… Continue reading Despair and Grief – a world at war
