the equinox was just a few days ago, a reminder of the constantly shifting seasons and an opportunity to shed the heaviness and sow the seeds of light.
it’s cold and gray out today. it has been for a while now. but somehow i know spring is here.
or at the very least i feel it coming up inside of me, breaking through the silence.

i’ve been silent for a long time.
too long.
now i want to hear the sound of my own voice and share it with you.
i want to hear yours too and have a conversation.


in the last few weeks i’ve taken some leaps of faith. i’ve decided to plant some seeds and let them flourish with the promise of spring.
i’ve been getting creative again.
i’ve been spending some time in the kitchen, falling in love again with dates and coconuts and my kick-ass new ninja blender.
i’ve decided to go back to my guitar lessons. i have this vision of me playing around a campfire. i’m singing some Beatle’s song and my long blond hair is flowing in the summer breeze… funny if you know me, curly dark hair and all.

in any case, i’ve been stepping out of my comfort zone and trusting that i will land well. i’ve been talking myself into doing things i’ve been tentative about in the past.
so last week, i sent in two articles to elephant journal and they’ve been published! it has been my own little success story (yay me!). it’s been a lesson in trusting that what i have to say is important… or, at the very least, interesting to some. (thanks for reading mom!)

so this small journey has lead me here. i wanted to create a place where i can write a few things and perhaps we can have a little conversation, do a little dance, spread a little love!

if you’d like to read what i’ve written, you can do it here:
the dichotomy of silence
and here:
moving train: now here bound

let me know what you think!
and tell me what seeds you are planting this spring.


Published by myriam khouzam

i am interested by life's simple intricacies. i am silence and noise. i am duality. i am a raw treat making, yoga teaching, dog walking lover of life.

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  1. Thank you. Merci Myriam. So lovely of you to share this. Some of us forget the light. Good for you my friend. Xo C

  2. Myriam – thank you for sharing.
    I can totally relate to the taking steps outside your comfort zone – talking myself into a similar journey, struggling with the trusting the landing …
    Love hearing your voice 🙂

  3. Go Myriam! Let your sweet voice be heard , Through your writing many unheard voices will recognize themselves and maybe begin to sing too! Be happy my dear child. Mom

  4. Myriam, I’ve palways had a love/hate thing with yoga but I just love your posts!! Thanks for sharing your thoughts so beautifully. I am inspired.
    Amanda xx

  5. I’ve just read your piece on your eating disorder….I’m a seasoned yoga teacher on a long hiatus….I was so relieved and compelled to keep reading when I hit spots of the attained yoga promise gone real. I was moved by your ability to continue going emotionally deeper when the illusion of your b
    being kept the outside world appeased by the likeness of perfection when the truth was, you were lonely and suffering. I celebrate your courage and welcome your words in my life. Thanks!

    1. Hi Marlisa. Thank you for your kind words. It was so easy to write https://sweetchaoticsilence.wordpress.com/2013/10/02/how-to-starve-the-soul/, and then so so hard to hit the publish button. But I’m glad I did. Being exposed and naked that way is such a healing part of the journey. Stepping into the work does take courage, doesn’t it.
      I often feel the pull away from teaching because of that illusion. After 12 years of it, I wonder what it has become. But I remind myself to keep it real, to keep showing that we are all human, that we are all on the same path. Though I’m not always the most popular teacher, the students that come to my classes keep coming back. I think it is simply because I am not putting on a show.
      Even if you are not teaching yoga, I am sure from your words that you are still doing so, simply by living honestly.
      With metta,

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