Tag: best yoga blogs

award time Friday

by L. Valdez Karl

Guess what, readers! This Ageless Hippie Chick Yogini will NOT be writing about the Yoga Rock Star who shall remain nameless mentioned in the New York Times. Why? Because everything that can possibly be said about it, him, them, has been said, and frankly, because the entire brou-ha-ha bores me. And boredom does not become me.

So this post will be in gratitude to Brooks the Yogic Muse and Svasti. Both of them were gracious enough to list me as one of their favorite yoga bloggers for different yet similar reasons.

From Brooks…

…because she admires and connects with blogs that she sees as “transmitting the beautiful humanity of the writers as they live a most yogic life.”

And from Svasti…

…because she thinks “that most of us who blog (girls and guys) are warriors, because writing involves opening the heart. And my definition of being a warrior includes not being afraid of looking deeply into your own heart, fears, sorrows and all!”

I thank them both, humbly and deeply. Please go to their blogs to read about the other fine yoga bloggers they wrote about. These two mentions mean much more than what I wrote about here.

Visit my blogroll to see all the bloggers who I think are yoga stars.

Let’s all support one another.
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the best writing about yoga in a long time

by L. Valdez Karl

I’ve been writing this blog since 2005 and I’ve come across many yoga blogs over the years — some great, some not so much, some to which I am indifferent, i.e., those I read once and never return. We all have our tastes and I know that this blog is too snarky for some, maybe not foo-foo-peace-love-dove enough about yoga for others, and that’s fine. I’ve been criticized for not sugar-coating my words, for not being “yogic” enough, for being too bold and brash, and frankly, for being too me. That’s fine because I know that neither my yoga (not hard enough) nor I (not gentle enough) are everyone’s cup of chai in the blogosphere or in real life. At my age, ask me if I care.

But today I found The Magazine of Yoga and I am hooked.  Maybe some of you know it already, but I can’t stop reading the articles.  I especially loved this post about teaching: Tired, Uninspired, and Teaching Yoga. Some pithy remarks from the post:

“In teacher’s everyone life there are times the problem is more intractable or more existential, sometimes both at the same time.

My personal prejudice about this is that if you are serious at all about teaching, it’s going to happen to you. I have never had a bad teacher ask me what do about boredom, exhaustion, or doubt….

….If we are ever going to develop the emotional maturity to rise to our full potential as human beings we’re going to have to go through feeling abandoned, mistaken, dubious, and afraid.“

Holy Shiva, did that sentence resonate with me…the times I have felt abandoned and mistaken on this path are more than I care to count. I have felt so alien in my local yoga world you can call me ET. So reading these last two lines…

“‘Get up and go out in the world,’ she [Eve Ensler] said, ‘and do what you came here to do.’

Because there’s more to the practice than asana, there’s life.”

…recharged me.

As did a new private student today…because there’s more to the practice than asana, there’s real life, yoga warts and all.

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join the fan club!

by L. Valdez Karl

Check out this blog’s new fan page on Facebook and post your favorite yoga rants and musings from the last five years.

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