Parenting is not for the faint of heart. As much as I do remember what it is like to be a kid and the feelings of frustration, anger and being misunderstood- it doesn’t make it any easier to be on the other side. Having a ten year old that seems to me like a 13 or 14 year old – I just wasn’t ready. (are you ever?)

And why is it that rage is the outward expression of fear, sadness, anxiety?
And as a yogini in training – I am trying to take my yoga practice of letting go of ego and drama off the mat. It ain’t easy…but like I said calmly to my son the other day…I feel like hitting you, so I am going to leave the room.
Is that zen?