Category Archives: It’s All Yoga

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Seven weeks post double mastectomy, I thought it was about time I get my mushy sagging butt back to the yoga studio. My car instinctively knew the way, so my mind wandered as I drove. Soon, I found myself just … Continue reading →

Now that I no longer have boobs, I’m getting much closer to people when I hug them. I get right up in there, heart to heart. It’s powerful and real. These are the most intense hugs of my adult life.  … Continue reading →

In an effort to keep cancer from returning to my body, I recently started taking a chemo-prevention pill. My only real concern is staving off the major side effect, which is my own anxiety about side effects. One of the … Continue reading →

It has been four weeks since my double mastectomy. Twenty eight long slow days of not much more than resting and recovering.  I’ve spent most of my energy on healing and didn’t have much left over for other, less important … Continue reading →

Today is windy, crisp, and clear.  It rained. For forty days. It seemed a chilly, eerie, gothic dream. So hard to bear. The whole wide world was gray and brown. The dust was falling all around. It felt like years. … Continue reading →