Just B Yoga Blog

Sometimes my professional life and my personal inner journey collide. I’m a digital journalist who is also a yogini who believes in slowing down. I’m in upper management but don’t drive a car. I believe in the First Amendment but also practicing dharmic Right Speech and Right Action.

A long line of yogis – angels, sages and friends – have been sent to my path to direct and guide me. Hilaire Lockwood. Annie Topie. Chinook Wusdhu. Laurel Hodory. Baron Baptiste.

Churn the waters to find stillness. Turn up the volume to find silence

Yoga teachers are often so eager to show “what we know” that we completely ignore the journey, the path that we are meant to share. We actually allow our yoga egos and pride to dominate. It becomes a “look at me” kind of pursuit and it stops becoming a sharing of a deep, spiritual art.

Cats are higher beings. Truly. The sooner we all acknowledge that and stop fighting it, the better.

I have imposed a moratorium on the word “Fuck” from my language. The first few days the F-ers still crept out as prefaces to random sentences. I relied on them for an emphasis, like an accent mark. It was like I had my keyboard on PERMANENT CAPS LOCK. After a while F-ing this and F-ing that wasn’t doing anything for the sentence, the issue I thought it was emphasizing and certainly not my image. It was a default setting and it’s become acceptable in every circle of my life so there were not boundaries – work, home, even the yoga studio!

People need reliable information. They need to be empowered to be active participants in our society. Effective dissemination of accurate, in-depth and timely information is vital. Let’s all be a part of Rethinking the News- its forms, its delivery and its importance.

Now more than ever, standards of excellence for news gathering must be upheld. That means not just “good enough.” You can’t send your reporting out on the social media-digital express train if it’s crap – full of holes, misquotes, inaccurate, imbalanced … crap.

It would be nice if I could put in requests for where a new gray hair or wrinkle is being placed. Or if I could set up a reminder note like in my Outlook calendar when a pain from 25 years ago was going to come to visit – say 3 days in advance? Hell, I’d take a 1 hour notice.

I cried as I posted news about Haiti on our news web site. Please follow my friend John Torres, a reporter who is in Haiti. He’s posting on Twitter.