Every time I walk into my parents' house I have an overwhelming urge to eat any and all chocolate that is there.  No matter how clean my diet has been in the last several months, and no matter how much I tell myself that I'm going to act differently and eat well.  

I spent the greater part of yesterday afternoon doing a 7-year purge.  cleaning out old binders full of information from all of the teacher training programs I have been a part of in the last 7 years.  My husband looked at the stack of articles that went into the recycling and said: "Man, good purge!"

Two weeks ago while waiting for the end and still trying to cope with a new beginning I slipped away to West Virginia for a retreat with my teacher, Todd Norian.  It had been three years since I'd practiced with him and I was incredibly grateful to be there.

I keep thinking that all this changing and shifting in my life will somehow slow down one day.  At some point I'll be offered a moment to "settle in" and "catch my breath" and look around and actually build my life as I think it could be, right?

Ah Summertime, that time when teaching yoga gets all sorts of weird in the studio because regulars go on vacation and absolute randoms who are on vacation drop-in to classes.  That time when class size is in constant flux and nothing seems predictable.  Last Sunday the class I prepared was not at all the class I taught due to the people who were in class.

The yoga is like coming home for me. It's like turning a corner after a long road trip and seeing the place most dear. then walking through open doors into the embrace of long loves.. and some days they're baking chocolate chip cookies and serving cocoa too. but sometimes it's like going home when no one is there. 

I'm reading Elizabeth Gilbert's new book: The Signature of All Things (it's awesome, of course).  It has me thinking, though, back to Eat, Pray, Love - her breakout hit.

Eat, Pray, Love is a little bit of a turning point for me, as it obviously was for her, and for millions of other readers. 

I've started using Instagram and I really enjoy it.  I love scrolling through photos to see inspiring yoga shots, beautiful scenes from around the world, incredible food, and my nieces and nephew, cats, dogs, oddities, randomness.  We people live very interesting lives with even more interesting views on what is photo worthy, right? 

"Are you in the industry?"  my husband asks, once he gets in conversation with someone who seems to know more about motion picture production than the average Julie.  It's said casually but as if motion picture production were the ONLY Industry that might possibly warrant the title THE Industry.