A subtle shift in the air today announces the change of season. Autumn, held at bay by an almost unbelievably warm (hot!) Seattle summer, is done waiting. She arrives gently this time, easing us toward the inevitable gray. Weaker sunlight pokes through high clouds and muted colors seem to surround a garden that only recently bloomed with vibrant energy. For some, the goodbye is hard; others celebrate fall as the return of a dear old friend. Those who find summer's pleasures overstimulating count on cooler, wetter days to rejuvenate minds and bodies. We've managed to make every season busy -- too busy -- for our own good, yet autumn has always carried an expectation of activity. Time to harvest, time to store up what we need for winter! Unless you're an avid gardener, farmer, or canner, you likely aren't bustling around to gather and preserve food, but you probably are looking at an overflowing calendar. Our lives mimic that windy, dry air soon to be swirling colorful leaves to and fro.

My yoga will shift to compliment the weather and counter the heightened pace of life. The body will need heating practices to sustain the warmth built up over summer months. The mind will crave symmetry and routine to take respite from the chaos. Fall is a time for intentional sun salutations, kapalabhati (a cleansing breath), steady rhythms, and grounding focus. My teaching will offer space for students to explore these practices in depth. My blog will offer tips for how to best approach the next few months of your life both on and off your mat. I look forward to our journey together as we scurry towards Winter Solstice.