yoga, my religion (?)

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 (?)

#sorrynotsorry, pet peeves on the yoga mat

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

oh portugal, you so lovely

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

hey brain, quiet down a little!

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!

stubborn as a mule. or a yogi.

I’ve always said my stubbornness is both my best and my worst trait. Just about anything I’ve accomplished in this lifetime, it’s because I’ve been too stubborn to admit defeat. A prime example? The morning beforeĀ I did the test for my driver’s licence I was practicing parallel parking, in tears of frustration, when my instructor…… Continue reading stubborn as a mule. or a yogi.

#yogastrong

The golden rules of yoga: No judgment, no expectations for yourself or for your practice, and no competition. So…wanna remember that “no judgment” part when I admit I’m guilty of breaking those rules occasionally myself? I caught myself in the act not too long ago at a yoga class I dropped in to. Mid vinyasa,…… Continue reading #yogastrong

just STOP with the diet talk already, please!

So. I may have had a little unicorn-frappeccino-induced-rage on Facebook last week. I’m sure you’ve seen the stuff going around denouncing Starbuck’s latest concoction. The way people are getting on, you’d think it was chock-full of cocaine and battery acid. Guys, it’s just sugar – calm down. Yes, it may be a lot of sugar,…… Continue reading just STOP with the diet talk already, please!