Last Sunday, under the darkness of a new moon and on the eve of the autumn equinox, a group of us gathered to honour a sacred pause, that liminal space between seasons, between moon cycles, between what has been and what is becoming.

Together, we moved through intentional breath and movement. We set an intention. We released what no longer served us through the alchemy of fire, smoke, and ash. Though the act was private, it was witnessed. Though deeply personal, it was held in community.

I left that gathering feeling clear, grounded, and energized.

After six months of stepping away from teaching, from learning, from holding space for others, I am returning. Gently. Slowly. In rhythm with the turning season.

As the Fall Equinox arrives, I find myself reflecting on its quiet wisdom. This is the moment when light and dark are equal. A brief pause in the tilt of the earth, a sacred balance point between expansion and contraction, between doing and being. Nature reminds us there is power in stillness, and wisdom in transition.

Summertime heat can affect our bodies, leaving us feeling drained, fatigued, and irritated. Amidst the soaring temperatures, finding a rejuvenating and calming/cooling practice becomes essential. One such restorative yoga pose that can work wonders during the summer is the "Legs Up the Wall" shape.

An impromtu and heartfelt conversation happened last night after yoga class articulating the pain of the times we are living through right now. It was one of those interactions that stays with you long after it is over. We were talking about current events and the intense needs around the world and here at home and how staggering and heartbreaking it all is. The feeling of overwhelm and helplessness with what can be done is becoming so very familiar.