You know what's keeping me up buzzing late at night these days?  Authenticity.  It's the central word that is pumping through my veins when I'm moving.  It's the silent sound in silence.  It's reverberating in my coaching, peering back to me in questions from students in yoga classes, and in conversations with trainees during yoga teacher trainings.  It's become the central starting point of my current work and gracing the alter of my mind in my own spiritual practice.

I was sprawled on the couch staring at the big blue sky.  Sunshine falling on my face and the building across the street.  It felt...ahhhmazing.  The breeze was blowing in from the sliding glass door and tickling my face.  And I was completely encapsulated in it's arms...space.