There’s a part of me that longs for monastic life. Michael Stone called this my “inner nun”. He said that we all have an inner nun or an inner monk, quietly longing for stillness. As my meditation practice deepens, I find myself more in touch with my inner nun, looking for ways to bring her… {read more}
I recently attended a training with a yoga teacher who, over the course of our 4 days together, revealed that she doesn’t chant om with her classes, nor does she use the Sanskrit names for poses. Moreover, if she’s teaching a 12-week program, it might be week 6 before she teaches a recognizable yoga pose… {read more}
I went to India open to magic and mystery, and (spoiler alert) I found some, but (spoiler alert) it wasn’t where I expected it to be. To set the scene, let me introduce you to Ganga, the Hindu demigoddess, also known as the Ganges River. She was originally born of the god Vishnu’s divine toes… {read more}
“It’s begun!” I groaned to my husband recently as I sat scrolling my Facebook feeds. “What?” he asked, walking over to me. “Pot and yoga classes. It’s not even legal yet, but there it is.” I knew it would happen, though I naively expected it to wait until after legalization. Offering marijuana and yoga together… {read more}
When I arrived home from India, it took me four days to unpack my suitcase, a week to finish the anti-malaria meds, and 10 days to shake the jet lag. But two months later, I’m still integrating what I learned and practiced there. I mentioned in an earlier post that I left for India weighed… {read more}
To date, I’ve spent time at five yoga ashrams: four in India and one in the Bahamas. My stays have lasted anywhere from about four days to a week. This is to say that I’m neither an expert on ashrams generally nor on any one ashram in particular. Disclosures made, I’ve written here about ashram… {read more}
