Today’s bad yogi confession: I really, really struggle with the breathing part of yoga. Maybe that should be a “bad human” confession as well, since yknow…breathing. It’s kind of important. Ask any yogi, and they’ll agree: your breath is an intrinsic part of your yoga practice. It’s hard to miss all the references to it…… Continue reading “and on the inhale…”
I think one of the (many) reasons yoga has stolen my heart and become my addiction is how ever-expanding the practice is. The variations and modifications to each pose are endless, and as someone with a terribly short attention span (seriously, never try to play Monopoly with me), I love that there’s always something new…… Continue reading whatever variation works best for you – do that
Please tell me I’m not the only one who feels slightly affronted each time a well-meaning person casually asks, “So, all ready for Christmas or what?”. I have to stifle the maniacal laughter that is my first reaction to this, and restrain myself from sputtering, “Are you crazy?! No!!”. My brain still refuses to acknowledge…… Continue reading the grinch should probably try a yoga class…
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
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.
All yogis are vegetarian, everyone knows that. Well…no, not exactly. As popular a belief as that is, eating meat does nothing to diminish your legitimacy as a “true” yogi. On some level, I can understand where the assumption comes from. A lot of yogis do choose the veggie life.…… Continue reading “but you can’t eat meat, you’re a yogi…”
ommmmmmm Greetings. Shalom. Namaste. Did I mention I became a meditation master while I was away, and am now officially zen as eff? …if I did, I was lying, because I’m still fairly useless at shutting off my brain for a time out. But – I did learn that meditation is not just sitting still on…… Continue reading portugal, part 2
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!
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 before 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.