Vinyasa Vixen Yoga with Larkin Silverman

When your life shatters, build a mosaic.

The only way to bear the unbearable.

In coming together and holding one another’s broken hearts, we collectively built a mosaic from the shattered pieces.

Because I loved you, and because so many did, and in such an array of ways and weightinesses, I got to see so many more sides of you. Pieces I would have never uncovered on my own and in the role you cast me in. In seeing beyond the perspective of how I uniquely loved you, I get to love you more. Even more. Ever more.

Watching those who love you grieve you is love made exponential. You are my dear friend. The one I love in the hell of home hospice. In deviled egg memes. In millennial culture. In fit checks and selfies. In voice memos. Over cocktails. While sweating. While crying and hugging. As hype woman.

Now I have had the absolutely honor to see glimmers of you through the eyes of other kids of beloveds.

You are also loved as the mentor. The baby sister. The lover. The nerd. The angelic vocalist. The poet. The athlete. The one that got away.

Piecing you together.

Lauren - our Lauren - who belonged to none of us but herself.

I love you Lauren, and I love every piece. Every scrap. Every thread.

Thank you for loving me back, thank you for bringing more love than I ever knew possible into my life.

My brain is the spookiest place of all. Happy Halloween, my vixens.

The summer we launched .

My daughter started "Kindy" this week, and she won't be a squishy little sentient gnocchi ever again. No matter how many photos I stare at, no matter how many little babes I get to meet and hold and wonder at. The daycare that had a profound impact on our family isn't our daily place any more. and it won't be again.

Madeline would have loved this stage, would have been amazing at it, and she's not here. and I miss her every single day, i meet that hurt over and over and over again. And, she's never, ever, ever coming back. No matter how much missing I feel in my bones.

These are just facts.

Another fact, is that I YEARN with girlhood ferocity, with certainty, with longing, and with jealously, for material things that I cannot have. Like - a new car that doesn't smell like stale ci******es from a previous owner, that I can plug in and charge and not refill with gas constantly. Like rose gold and diamonds. Like a fu***ng labubu.

I feel the desperation of recognizable grief - that of glioblastoma, that of secondary infertility - and the fog of the more amorphous kind. what is it, exactly, that is the opposite of anticipatory? a physique or features not my own, abilities not mine for the taking, status and capital that are phantoms, whether never-mores or never-will-bes.

aparigraha is a practice i can reach for and turn towards, always. reminding me i can interrupt the cycle of jealous want, and i can unhook from over-consumption.

How can i admire without needing to acquire?
how can i practice yoga off the mat, and work to stay in the present, not fixated on what i once had, or what i wish i did.

is this a vision board, or a warning? can it be both? to practice admiration > acquisition.

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Sensation > Optics.

More presence.
More pleasure.
More peace.

Less people pleasing.
Less perfectionism.
Less production/productivity.

Utter aspiration.

A mantra that bears repeating.

A permission slip to myself.
A promise to my daughter.
A vow to my partner.

In all my many roles and through all the many arenas. Through this season.

A way to show up for myself, and not just others.

A way to be unruly. To access praxis.

What I’m practicing in 2025.

I made frame this picture, because I love seeing him look at me with love. And I also love seeing the incredibly beautiful things he’s been making by hand of late.

For all of the beautiful things Bobby has to show for his incredibly hard work, including my new framed print (that I’m supposed to pretend I’m not unwrapping tomorrow morning) he also has a terribly hideous red badge of courage to contend with after a shop accident on Friday.

I’ll let Bobby share as little or as much as he’s ready to, but for now I just want to share how incredibly grateful I am for this guy, for what we have, and for what’s yet to come.

Heal well, babe.

No more ER trips this year or next, please and thanks. ❤️‍🩹

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I set one absurd, material goal for myself in 2024. To design a ring. 💍

There were literally 90 iterations, and it’s a FAR cry from the original sketch that started it all. It’s wonky and whimsical and perfectly imperfect and one of a kind and all my own. And it’s a spectacular talisman and testament to my love and my life.

Eleven years in love.
Seven years married.
One pregnancy lost.
One pandemic survived.
One business implosion.
One traumatic birth.
One amazing child.
One 500 mile move to Maine.
One Home Hospice Hell.
One Adenomyosis diagnosis and one total hysterectomy.
Myriad losses.
Infinite grappling with grief.
One career reboot. One more. One more.
One business in the works.
One relationship nourished, nurtured, neglected, repaired, chosen, again and again and again.
I love you so much , and I wear this new ring with love and with pride.

Working in jewelry has been such an amazing outlet for creativity - I don’t know if it was dormant or nascent , but I am so grateful it’s breathing life into my own. And I’m so thankful for all of the industry mentors at and beyond guiding me through this newfound / newly reawakened medium for self expression and for self affirmation.

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Give thanks and Flow for FREE “Gratitude allows us to receive blessings; it prepares the ground of our being for love. And it is good to see that in the end, when all is said and done—love prevails.”