One of my jobs is at a senior living center- I love the residents. Lately there has been tension galore between staff with all the new changes in the services we provide. Some days are great. And some days are filled with open hostility. (Really. I left junior high ages ago.)

The best part of my day- on the good days and on the stressful days- is when I take my hoop outside during my lunch break. I come back to work sweaty, but refreshed in spirit. I can smile and hold nothing but love in my heart for those that aren't coping with workplace policy/confusion so well and direct that negative energy my way. (I've already made two hoops for co-workers that saw me on break and were interested. The next step is to organize a staff hoop jam- the residents would love it!)

Hooping really is my circle of happiness and love that brings me back to myself: my intentions, my capacity for love, my joyful abandon, my happiness to just to be.