#151…three years later.

The sun had not yet attempted its rise on this cold Sunday morning, but the coffee was already made and I had long been reflecting on what this day means to me, and what it means for Tristan. Tristan the dog who I would first know as #151 when he was seized from his abusive […]

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February 23rd, 2014 by dogl2324


My first taste of yoga came when I was living half a life in Toronto, Canada. I had just turned 30 and it didn’t take me long for me to fall in love with the city or the person who called Toronto home. Every few weeks I would make the trip and to this day […]

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February 16th, 2014 by dogl2324


The winter frost always seems so hard to break free from as I find this time of year a struggle. I long for the warm sun on my skin, I lust after the days I get to feelĀ  the lush green grass fall under my feet and I have begun to despise theĀ  monotony of […]

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February 9th, 2014 by dogl2324