Song of Summer

Written By: Erin Smith

June 11, 2018

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” ~F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby Thursday marks the summer solstice, or midsummer, the longest day of the year for […]

A Lesson From a Tree

Written By: Erin Smith

June 4, 2018

When I was a teenager, I couldn’t wait to get out of this small town. It felt provincial and unsophisticated. So I jumped at the opportunity to spend sophomore year of college in London, England. My plan was to drink a lot of wine, write a novel, take a French lover, get a degree in […]

Tips to Keep Your Mind Sharp

Written By: Erin Smith

May 29, 2018

My daughter jokes that my tombstone should read: What did I come in here for? Where are my glasses? What did I do with my phone? She has a point. More and more, I find myself welcoming my yoga students to class by saying, “Hey…girl!” It’s not that I don’t recognize you or that you’re […]

The Magic of Meraki

Written By: Erin Smith

May 21, 2018

Up before my husband, I gather my journal and pen and wind down the narrow cobblestone path, looking for coffee. The gorgeous Santorini sun reflects off the Aegean Sea, blinding me momentarily. I choose the balcony of the café, order yogurt with honey and a pot of rich, black coffee, settle in to write. A […]


Written By: Erin Smith

May 14, 2018

I have a friend from college who recently made a terrible and irrevocable life choice that imploded the family and friend circle she’s spent two decades building. I was shocked, troubled and very, very disappointed by this choice. She asked for my support and I struggled to give it freely, as it was information I […]

Pass the Bread

Written By: Erin Smith

May 7, 2018

The painted sign says, “Driftwood Paintings & Bakery”, with a crude arrow that promises both adventure and deliciousness. We weave down the dusty streets in Eleuthera, avoiding the chickens in our path. I’ve already sussed out where to score eggs and when the fishermen would show up in the harbor selling that day’s catch. Winding […]