My writing self has been M.I.A. of late. I don’t want to say a writing block. It has been more like a pause. Like something has been waiting and needing to brew. I’m feeling more loose now and things and ideas are starting to flow. Ideas are more cohesive. It’s been interesting to observe needing
How many sun salutations should I do this morning? How many is enough? What am I hoping the effect will be? Enough sun salutes to reverse the rotation of the earth on its axis? Turn back time? To when? To what? How many prostrations should I perform this day? As I go up and down
There is no such thing as same old same old Each sunrise is new Each cloud is new Each flower is new Each bird chirping is new Each breath is new We know this but we don’t KNOW this. We find ourselves grumbling about rolling out of bed on a Monday (or a Tuesday as
When’s the last time you scheduled some nothing into your calendar? Literally click on a Wednesday and block out 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. with the description “NOTHING.” Add in some alert notifications to prepare yourself for the nothing and then show up on time for your scheduled nothingness. This is not a rhetorical question.
In most yoga classes the only time students engage in finding their yoga voice is at the end of class with the traditional “OM.” In my years of practicing I’ve encountered Oms that range from lyrical, choir-like harmonics to guttural, off-key bellows, to barely audible whispers of sound from a room full of people. In
I’ll never forget the day he introduced himself. He knocked on the yoga studio door in a rather polite manner. “Hi, my name’s Gay. I’m not that way, it’s just my name. My name’s Gay. My twin brother’s name is Ray.” Meet Gay Powers, the 81-year-old gruff, abrasive and if anything colorful neighbor of Just
I’ve felt stuck in the mud, drenched in tears and serene as though floating on calm peaceful waters. That’s all in the last month and a half. No, there haven’t really been any huge life-changing, emotionally charged events. I’ve been traveling through my chakras. I am co-leading a monthly series of workshops at Just B
This month Just B Yoga is 2 years old! Thank YOU Lansing for helping us make this very special milestone. We know we wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you. Each student who comes. Each student who likes us on Facebook. So all month we will have a special contest. Bring a friend to
How I Learned to Live the Meditation When Sitting Was Not An Option I was pissed! Once again, despite my wholehearted intentions and efforts, another Wednesday evening had arrived and, instead of meditating with my root sangha (Buddhist meditation community), I was at home. Feeling exhausted, out of sync, and in deep need of restoring
Are you a Free Being? Just Being? Human Being? Mantastic Being? What would you like to see on a shirt about your state of being? Just B Yoga wants to hear the creative, funny and philosophically deep you. Make suggestions via Facebook, Twitter or reply on this blog. If we like it we will add
If you’ve practiced yoga for any period of time you’ve likely struggled with creating a home practice. We can eagerly book our personal calendars to attend classes around town to take from various teachers without hesitation. Our practice feels strong and committed and deeper every time we roll out our mat. We tell ourselves that
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