From the fear and uncertainty and grief of the pandemic, to the rage and fury of the continued racial oppression-terror-erasure in our country, I have asked my creator, “what am I to do or say?” As an Afro-Asian woman of color, as a trauma survivor, as an elder, I ask it. As a mentor to
Are we really deprived? Or is that an illusion of our minds? A falsehood born out of our fear?
In the center of a tornado or hurricane there is an eye.
That eye contains a much storied tranquility and peace. Nature has shown us the way and what’s possible in the middle of a storm.
Debris and destruction are on the outside but at the core is solid and secure peace.
Peace isn’t a place. It’s not somewhere we go to. It’s not something we practice in a special room or at a special time. Peace isn’t a feeling. It’s not your inner “high.” It’s not a tingle that makes you pleased with yourself. Peace is a time. A time that’s detached from reaction
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
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
I’m going to try yoga but don’t expect me to be good at it. I’m not going to be able to do a lot of stuff. I can’t do what you do. This is often the introductory phrase of a lot of yoga students. It’s apologetic before trying. It’s so much pressure to fit
The Keep the P.E.A.C.E. march against violence was Saturday. Emily White and I attended the march for Just B Yoga in support of our neighbors and neighborhoods. The gathering was more emotional than either of us bargained for. Surrounded by victims of homicide we walked through some of Lansing’s East Side neighborhoods chanting “Stop the
Just B Yoga will attend the Keep the P.E.A.C.E. march Saturday on Lansing’s east side. It is imperative to be there as a Lansing resident, as a Lansing business, as a Lansing yogi. Join us: Just B Yoga will leave the studio immediately after the 11 a.m. class at 12:30. The march begins at 1
Thanks to Paul Schmidt at UnoDeuce Multimedia for helping make this video that I hope is a reflection of the Just B Yoga mission and its love of our community: Lansing. Have a beautiful day. Just B Yoga salutes you, Lansing. Peace.
“We need more light about each other. Light creates understanding, understanding creates love, love creates patience, patience creates unity.” – El Hajj Malik El-Shabazz (Malcolm X), May 19, 1925-Feb. 21, 1965 Many of you have heard me talk about walking by my mom’s bedroom as a child and seeing her in salamba sarvangasana – shoulder
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