Day 10 of my Ashtanga commitment is in the books. A streak has begun. Each day I put on the same mandala Yogaz pants, a Lulu fitted tee, and tie my hair up in a bandeau headband. I stand in front of a full-length mirror, greet my image, and begin.
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Am I Running a Cult?
With words, I am guilty. I say words like asana, prana, and namaste. I sometimes obnoxiously and joyfully show off my knowledge of Sanskrit. My longstanding students now know the Sanskrit names of many poses. According to Montell, this is insider language and the most telling hallmark of a cult.
The Yoga of Anxiety
My mind jumps ahead, worrying about what might happen if it doesn't clear up soon. Will my vision stay blurry forever? Will I ever see life clearly again? Anxiety is probably the least yogic emotion of all.
The Project-Driven Life: Summer Version
I thought about what I might commit to doing this summer so I don’t get all weepy on Labor Day as I choke down my hot dog, along with the realization that the first leaf has already fallen.
How To Get Your Inner Wisdom Guide To Talk To You
Whenever I tell stories with metaphysical beings in them, I worry that the story’s listener will take these beings literally.
I Hate To Meditate
I hate to meditate. Hate it. I sit down, set the timer, and every single day it’s the same freaking shit storm in there. Mind spinning every which way, or else catching myself before the face-plant into unconsciousness. When the timer goes off, I think: Well, that was a flipping mess. And then go on … Continue reading I Hate To Meditate
Tending Things
We tend gardens. And children. And some of us tend to the sick. Today I tended to my bills, my accounts, my business. I watered the plants, switched the pictures around on the walls, dusted the sills, folded all the blankets and lined them up neatly on the rack. I tended my meditation practice, and … Continue reading Tending Things
A Good Yoga Week
It was a good week. I feel especially happy about my morning practice at the studio. I have a home practice area, but the studio is really sweet. I love the gleaming hardwood floors, the skylights, even the smell which is combination of floor polish, and witch hazel. I practiced by myself for the most … Continue reading A Good Yoga Week
How many streaks are too many?
I want to start another streak. A yoga streak. I need to get my personal practice back. Bad. The other day I subscribed to Udaya so that I would have lots of classes to choose from and no excuses. My pre-streak started today when I woke up, took a hot shower, slathered myself in coconut … Continue reading How many streaks are too many?
Sit Down. Shut Up. Don’t Move.
Remember Freeze Tag? If someone tagged you, you had to stand like a statue until someone “unfroze” you. Yeah. So here’s what you do: You take a timer (I like this one) and set it for 10 minutes. Sit down in a chair and try not to move a muscle for 10 minutes. When the … Continue reading Sit Down. Shut Up. Don’t Move.
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