The computer is a terrible addiction for me, it really is. I check my email 5o million times a day, I lurk and play on Facebook, I lurk and play on Twitter, I have at least 20 blogs that I subscribe to via RSS feed and try to keep up with--not to mention keeping up … Continue reading The Reader’s Guide to the Internet
The Story of Main Street Yoga, part 7 (end)
Shiva Rea, the famous Vinyasa yoga teacher is reputed to have said when someone complimented her teaching, "I am just the river guide. The real teacher is the river." After my first year of teaching full-time it became clear that I needed to explore more of the river. My students seemed happy enough with my … Continue reading The Story of Main Street Yoga, part 7 (end)
The Story of Main Street Yoga, part 6
PICTURES When I got home from Kripalu, which I now call "Planet K, " it was Thanksgiving. I was happy to be home, but I was anxious to start teaching, lest I lose it, and my confidence and nerve as well. Emily and her boyfriend were home and were willing to be student guinea pigs, … Continue reading The Story of Main Street Yoga, part 6
The Story of Main Street Yoga, part 5
My lion-taming, long-term sub job not only paid the tuition to Yoga Teacher Training at Kripalu, but it also enabled me to afford a private room with a private bathroom. (Yee-hah!) Because by this time I was 51 years old and the thought of living dorm-style with with a bunch of earnest, vegan, menstruating recent … Continue reading The Story of Main Street Yoga, part 5
The Story of Main Street Yoga, part 4
A LIVING WAGE I loved being a stay-at-home mom. It's a good thing, too, because I was one for a 18 years. The only time I didn't love being a stay-at-home mom was when I wanted to buy something and my husband didn't. If there was a disagreement about money, he always won because he … Continue reading The Story of Main Street Yoga, part 4
The Story of Main Street Yoga, part 3
Jenny I never wanted to be a yoga teacher. (Check that.) I never thought “yoga teacher” was something I could be. I couldn’t be a yoga teacher for the same reason I couldn’t be a ballerina or a tightrope walker or a surgeon. It was too late, and I didn’t have the feet or the … Continue reading The Story of Main Street Yoga, part 3
The Story of Main Street Yoga, part 2
MY FIRST REAL LIVE YOGA TEACHER I started practicing yoga on my own when I was a senior in college in 1975-76. I got the Richard Hittleman 28 Day Yoga Program book (I wrote about it here.) and started. At the same time I was also filling out applications for grad school and taking the … Continue reading The Story of Main Street Yoga, part 2
The Story of Main Street Yoga
Six years ago today I opened Main Street Yoga. I have been thinking all day about the wild, circuitous, error-ridden path that led me here. I really want to tell the story of how all this came to be: how I came to be a teacher of yoga, how I came to be the way … Continue reading The Story of Main Street Yoga
Snow Blower Woman
Today I ran the snow blower for the first time. It was the first time we needed the snow blower (thank goodness) AND it was the first time I ever experienced the thrill of plowing through deep snow and launching it into outer space. Well, not outer space, but out of the space that it … Continue reading Snow Blower Woman
Cat and Taxes
I've been putting it off. I always put it off. Is it hard? Not really. Is it interesting? Not at all. I don't even DO them, per se. I have an accountant who is a whiz and finds me all kinds of deductions, plus he's a character and I like him. But what I do … Continue reading Cat and Taxes
Inspiration Location 