Little known fact about me: when I graduated high school, I received an award for excellence in religious studies. Little known, and to anyone who knows me, probably little believed. Honestly, when they announced that I’d won it, I had to stifle a snort-laugh. I’d taken the “World Religions” elective as an easy class to…… Continue reading yoga, my religion (?)
Confession: I maybe kinda left the yoga studio tonight and immediately spent the money I’d just earned teaching on Poptarts, Fresca, and the latest edition of Cosmo. Whoops, my Good Yogi halo is slipping. Yeah…you all know how much I’m not concerned with being a perfect yogi. Who says I can’t guide a class into…… Continue reading you do you, boo
For most people, on most days, calling in to work saying something like, “I’m sorry, I just can’t make it in today – I’ve been on the toilet all night!” is just not a thing they’re willing to do. But when the more honest call would sound like “I’m having a really horrible mental health…… Continue reading when you can’t just yoga yourself better
Honestly, I think some people must sit around, brainstorming things they can find fault with, or be offended by. I’m sick of reading about seemingly-uncontroversial things suddenly becoming a huge internet controversy because someone decides they’re offensive or inappropriate. Does everything have to be such an issue? Live and let live, bro, kumbaya. The “issue”…… Continue reading in defence of #yoga
For the most part, I think I’m a pretty open person – no secrets here. Ask me anything, and I’ll do my best to give you an honest answer. There is one question, however, that I’ve come to kind of dread. “What does that tattoo mean?” That question can feel intrusive enough when you…… Continue reading be. here. now.
It’s been more than a while since I’ve written about my “journey” as a yoga teacher. I guess it’s time for a little update. So, how’s it going? Hmmm, ummmmm, yeah, about that. Honestly, I haven’t been doing much teaching at all lately. I was away in Portugal for a week, and missed my class…… Continue reading do what you love. no more. no less.
So by now you’ve probably picked up on the fact that I’m not exactly the most serene, even-tempered, kumbaya, save-the-whales yogi. More often than I’d like to admit, the “no judgment” rule gets completely thrown out the window. The “no expectations” rule, that one slips too – if things don’t go the way I think…… Continue reading #sorrynotsorry, pet peeves on the yoga mat
Yep. I’m hereby calling bullshit on any of you who say you “can’t do” yoga. Everyone can do yoga. I’m not a gambling girl, but I’m willing to bet you’ve already done at least one yoga pose today, whether you realized it or not. If you break down the poses, you’ll find a lot of…… Continue reading that’s it, i’m calling BS…
Heads up to any superstitious, woo-woo, hippie-type people who decide to tuck a moonstone in their pocket for good luck while traveling: you’re gonna beep when you go through the airport security scanner. And the security girl is gonna look at you reeeeally weirdly when you’re like “oh, no worries, it’s just my moonstone healing…… Continue reading oh portugal, you so lovely
Brains are so weird. If you were to ask me post-yoga class what I spent the last five/ten minutes thinking about, I would have absolutely no idea. I could guarantee however, that my mind was anything but the serene, blissful abyss it’s “supposed” to be during savasana. Yup – another bad yogi confession: I am…… Continue reading hey brain, quiet down a little!