teacher trainings: then and now

I’ve returned from Kripalu from the Desikachar tribute weekend put together by Leslie Kaminoff and Lydia Mann that I wrote about here.  Leslie entitled it “Celebrating T.K.V. Desikachar: We Are the Lineage” and in the photo above are the presenters who took part. There were three yoga sessions daily by each presenter, each one presenting…

baby steps

I hope that everyone who told me since I started this blog in 2005 that I should write a book will buy it when it comes out.  Y’all, put your money where your mouths are! OK, it’s not published yet but I am taking baby steps. I wish I had a $1 for every email…

are you faking it ’til you make it?

Below is a question that was asked in a Facebook yoga group I belong to.  As a teacher who is persona non grata in my local “yoga community”, it was an important question.  My answer to the teacher’s question is below it. “I’m wondering how people experience and process professional jealousy. It seems to be…

what are they teaching out there?

  The other night I was one of the speakers on this panel discussion in Chicago. April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month and I was invited to be on this panel by The Breathe Network.  The Breathe Network is an excellent online resource for trauma survivors looking for practitioners of holistic modalities and I am…

Who are YOU?

“When we cling to an identity, we create rigidity within ourselves that limits our ability to engage spontaneously with the world. We become bonded to images of ourselves that have grown out of this rigidity, and anything that threatens these images has the potential to collapse our sense of self. We fear a loss of…

the walking wounded: when Love and Yoga aren’t enough

By now the world knows that Robin Williams killed himself.  How shocking it is when someone who appeared so manic, so funny, suddenly decides they no longer want to live because the pain of their life — no matter how “good” or successful it looks like to outsiders — becomes too much to bear. I…

Me and Anne Lamott: Happy Birthday to Me

I officially enter Yoga Cronedom next weekend.  This Ageless Hippie Chick — who was not supposed to see the age of 17 because I tried to kill myself when I was 16 — hits the big 6-0.  What a long, strange trip it’s been, and I’m not even talking about the yoga.  I am grateful…

reflections on 2010 and ruminations on the future

My oh my, what a blessed year 2010 was…no apologies, no regrets, and always moving on. I started out in South India at the Krishnamacharya Yoga Mandiram, flew to Kolkata where Kali Ma knocked me down, traveled to Bhubaneswar to meet the 64 Yoginis, and then spent 9 days at the Maha Kumbh Mela in…

yoga and the evolutionary process

No, not yoga and evolution.  Yoga and YOUR evolution.  Change. I’ve been thinking a lot about what my student said in class the other night, about what she thinks “real yoga” is. It was her belief that mainstream yoga caters to this culture rather than trying to change this culture. To this student “real yoga”…

life is a vinyasa

1. I am of the nature to grow old. There is no way to escape growing old. The forever changing images that I see in the mirror each morning remind me of the first of Buddha’s Five Remembrances. Today this soul’s present incarnation has been on this planet for over 50 years. My photographs are…