Like several of the others, I trained to be a yoga teacher with Lisa in 2009. I will never forget her kind, slightly shy smile, her beautiful practice and movement, and her warm eagerness to share. She gave me advice and direction on several things I was working on, and inspired me to keep moving forward. Then, when my life changed direction, she was one of those who showed up at my door with a stack of boxes in the snow. I was so touched and so grateful. I last saw Lisa a little over a month ago, riding her bike down Montgomery on her way to pick up Ian when she passed Sarah and I on the corner of Jersey. We chatted, talked about the whole group getting together to catch up, and then she and I talked about going for a ride in the park soon. All my love to you and your family, Lisa.
