Hyper-kyphosis: are we ignoring the real cause?

Many years ago, my husband Alan, our friend Jerome and I took a trip to our property on a northern gulf Island. We planned to stay in another friend’s cabin, while Jerome and Alan put Jerome’s cabin up on jacks and replaced the rotting foundations. We arrived, let ourselves in, and went out on the […]
Spinefulness Foundations Course is now open online

Well, I finally did it. I completed my online Spinefulness Foundations course – not that I won’t be making improvements – and it’s up and available to buy. The video above is two-minutes of encouragement to check it out. Like almost everything in COVID times, creating this course seemed to take forever. On the […]
Shirley Temple, the pelvis, Warrior I in Natural Posture and more
Things have happened on the Spinefulness.ca blog since the last time I wrote. I’ve started posting twice a week. On Tuesdays it’s some posture-related idea, image or video that caught my eye. On Thursdays, it’s a more substantial piece about Spinefulness and Spineful yoga. But, because I still haven’t managed to merge my mailing list, […]
Why write The Annals of Catastrophic Posture?

Yes, bending from the waist qualifies as Catastrophic Posture. So why was this poster hanging in in a healthcare facility? I don’t like pointing my finger at other people’s flaws, having far too many of my own. So, there are times when publishing another edition of the Annals of Catastrophic Posture feels like taking pot […]
Good-bye Five Minute Yoga, Hello Spinefulness

I set off for Palo Alto, in March 2016, to take a weekend course in something called Balance. On that first trip, I stayed at the Hotel California, which might or might not have been an omen. What’s certain is that I checked into a new way of being in my body, and I have […]
Why Learning to Row Makes Me Grateful for Yoga

At last: I’m learning to row. When I was seven, my family rented a cottage on a small lake, with a rowboat the kids could use. As the youngest, I had to fight to sit in it, much less row it. Then one late afternoon, I found the boat abandoned. I climbed in, gripped the […]