I led a group of about 7 people on a walking meditation recently. It was one of my workplace clients and our room had been changed to a conference room. I removed as many distractions from the room as I could. We cleared the white board of the project work that was scribbled there. We
What is yoga? Is it a religion? What’s the OM? I’m not flexible. I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m not advanced enough. Yoga. So ancient and yet so foreign to many of us. We are bombarded with images online or in magazines of perfectly sculpted bodies in seemingly impossible contorted grace. We are
“What am I supposed to be feeling?” This is a common question in yoga classes. What am I supposed to be feeling in this pose? In my body? What is it supposed to feel like? What “should” it be like, feel like? And quite honestly, the best answer I feel any teacher can
A student recently asked if I had any resources for meditation on the road. They have a long commute and they have a stressful job. So they wanted something to listen to in order to keep their connection to calm heading into work and leaving. As I scrounged up some of my favorites I thought
The yoga mats are full of silent, almost sleeping students. The soft breathing marks the stillness. The scent of sage and sandalwood waft through the room. Then the thunderous rumble of big rig tires and hydraulics go past the front window. Or the sound of a dog barking, its claws scurry back and forth come
Stillness is a practice that can evade, elude and still entrance. This past weekend I had the blessing of a private beach camping experience . It was a long overdue vacation. The weather was clear albeit chilly. Restoration would be mine! I was actively planning my nothing time. I was going to immerse in this
Facebook message to Just B Yoga: “…Also, in response to Thursday’s post, does the studio’s philosophy of diversity & inclusion extend to those who are non-political or who have alternative political views? I presume the answer is yes… (Alternative, as in alternative to yours.)” Of course my answer was yes. And this blog post could
Most of my yoga practice is all in my head lately. It starts off like this: I roll out my mat in my meditation room and feel the hips in a lunge, maybe a pigeon first off. My back has an argument with me. My left sacrum argues with me. My right rotator cuff
My new teacher trainees have to spend this week giving something up (bramacharya) and inviting something pure into their lives (saucha). I thought it best if I did it with them. Wouldn’t be cool to have them practicing these disciplines and observing what comes up and I just sit on the sidelines munching anything I
I got up this morning and I had my sit meditation. It was a struggle. I resorted to mantra in order to have a focus. Om mani padme hung. Compassion. I got some tea. Then I started my asana practice. It was staggered. My body sluggish. My heart heavy and worries deep. The mounting crises
“Under heaven all can see beauty as beauty only because there is ugliness. All can know good as good only because there is evil.” ― Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching It’s easy to forget that life is equal parts awesome and equal parts awful. We have become accustomed to a baseline of awesome. If we’re
People ask us how we are all the time. Do you notice what you answer? Often it’s a quick, auto-reply: “OK”, or “fine.” But it’s also equally an answer like this: “Aw man, my car didn’t start and I think I need to spend a lot of money to get it fixed.” “I’ve been busy
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