I woke up heartbroken. Sometimes that happens. There is much to be heartbroken about, and yet the central question (why?) feels suddenly weighty. What, specifically, caused today’s heartbreak? Our destruction of the planet? Our senseless hatred of each other? The hoarding of wealth? Or the summary of them all: our…

Someone recently asked me how I balance it all. It reminded me that I generally don’t. And it also reminded me that what we see in others is rarely what they experience. Take this photo. Yes, I did pretzel myself into astavakrasana, and it does require a certain level of…

I love bread. When I lived in Paris in my early twenties, one of my very favorite things was the bread: the smell of bread, buying bread, the taste of bread, everything about bread. (I had a hard time with a lot of other things about living in Paris, but…

I woke up frazzled. While still in my bed, I could feel the chaos building in my mind: half fragments of sentences, not-quite-completed-thoughts, check-lists of things I definitely should do today, urgently, but that now, 4 hours later, have subsided into oblivion. I literally don’t even remember what was so…

I spent Tuesday night virtually accompanying my daughter across various time zones as she navigated an eventful trip home. The trip was planned, but the route involved unknown airports and train connections due to a prolonged pilot strike that had caused the cancelation of a more known itinerary. In short…

I didn’t mean to. But somehow, I structured myself so that I am relearning everything all at once: social interactions, basic movement, cooking, and — yes — yoga. I am training in transformational coaching, doing physical therapy for my knee, I reverted to my vegetarianism from 30 years ago, and…

These are the times we get to experience. I had to remind myself of this today. We are spending a couple of days in upstate New York, in a space with quiet, cool, and space to think. It’s not unlike Samsø, the small island in Denmark where I usually live…

Where are you from? This is a complicated question for me. I was born and raised in Denmark, specifically Copenhagen, with a short stay in Hørsholm (if you know you know). I left the country when I was 21 to study abroad and never really moved back, at least not…

This morning was the hardest time I’ve had meditating for a long time. I felt jittery and achy and unfocused, every minute wanting to look at my watch and get out my body and into my head. When I look back at my weekend, I feel like I have an…