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I like a pot of tea. It’s something I remember always being part of my life—so much so that I’m fairly certain tea runs through my veins at this point. My grandmother was Welsh and spent most of her adult life in England before meeting my French-Canadian grandfather and moving to Canada in her late 30s. There was a little thing called World War II happening at the time. He was in the military, and she was living in a billet town. A war bride, she left England behind to start

A few days ago, my friend @empact_wellness , who recently turned 50, posted on her story: “I’m at that age where older people see me as young, and younger people see me as old.” This really resonated with me. I’m in my early 50s and have lived an active lifestyle for most of my life. When I’m out on the trail or in my practice and someone asks my age, I’m often told, “Oh! I thought you were younger.” I’ll take it. It might be good genes, and sunscreen — but honestly, most

Needless to say, the Christmas break was a bit rough on me health-wise. I think I caught a cold from one of my favourite humans. Not his fault—he’s two and likes to snuggle and sneeze all over his auntie. I can’t resist his cheeks or his charm. After a few days in my tracksuit, I thought I would make it out to spend some time with friends on New Year’s Eve, but the cold had moved into my sinuses, so I made the smart choice to stay in. It was my first NYE on my own as a single

I am not someone who typically makes New Year’s resolutions, and this year will be no different. Instead, I like to take some time to think and reflect on a big theme from the last year. This season, I have been reflecting a lot on my relationships and how I show up for them. In previous years, I had been working on reciprocal relationships. There were relationships that seemed one-sided on either end—either I was always the one reaching out, or the other person was calling m

The holidays were busy, to say the least. Each year when I am packing up the Christmas items, I try to make it more efficient for next year. I have two boxes of decorations labeled family-friendly and fragile . A couple of years ago, my daughter and I decided to buy an artificial tree instead of a real one. If I’m honest, I miss the smell and softness of a real tree, but I don’t miss the mess or remembering to water it. In an effort to make life easier and be environmentally

A couple of months ago I was enjoying a game night with some friends. They were talking about some of my instagram content - mostly the "How too with Yogajenni". These friends kept asking why I didn't have a web site and how I needed to own Yogajenni.ca and .com. So I did what everyone does after too many glases of wine with old friends. I went home and looked up the URL and bought both yogajenni.ca and yogajenni.com . This is not my first shot at writting a blog. Year