At the risk of sounding like pure, pure assholio-ness, I have to say that I had a completely strangé (yes, accent on the “e”) yoga class today. I paid to be a yoga teacher’s therapist. You read that right. And I did. If you’re looking for the bright side, you...
Oho! You thought I’d fallen victim to the 10-month yoga blogging curse! (Yeah, made that up.) But no! I’ve been MIA lately for many reasons, including my teefies. Sigh. Root canal episode. Don’t Look a Gift Yogini in the Mouth No, really. Don’t. You might find cavities. FML. But life’s...
My life has been idiotically incapacitating insanity as of late. And fo shame, fo shame, my practice has dwindled. Why does this have to be an inversely proportional relationship?! The Yoga Walk of Shame + The Yoga Walk of Bliss Soon, I’ll be doing the yoga walk of shame. You...
Lately I’ve been laughing at the absurdity of the term ‘unyogic.’ It pops up with more frequency these days, sometimes as a passive-aggressive attempt to shut someone down, feel superior, or a way to chastise ourselves for (oftentimes) harmless, normal human behavior. I’ve found myself using the term in bouts...
I know, I know. That was my cheesy Kundalini-inspired spin on Foreigner’s Hot Blooded. It kind of works, right? If you have no idea what I’m talking about, brush up on your 70s rock. You’ll thank me for it. Today is day 26 of my first 40-day Sat Kriya! So...