February 2012
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Pushing Myself to Move Forward
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In the past seven months, since I first joined my yoga studio, I’ve settled into a routine for myself. I take a lunch hour open flow on Tuesdays. I take a beginner class on Wednesday mornings. On Thursdays, I take another lunch hour open flow, and then a tougher flow later in the evening. Finally, I go to a beginner class late Saturday morning.
The other week, the owner of...
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… yoga sets traps. It forces you to constantly confront the uncomfortable...
– Observe, Don’t Report
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Holy crap, you guys. I just kicked up into my first, official handstand.
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What Is Yoga?
ayannakafi:
I find myself being asked this question a lot. Or at least, “What kind of yoga do you teach/study”, why and what does that mean? This line of questioning never fails to undo me. For me, yoga is life. Yoga of course means union. Yoking yourself. The path of transcending the lower mind and realizing what is greater. In my first yoga teacher training, Swami Jaya Devi explained that yoga...
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Lately, everywhere I turn people seem interested in yoga. “Do you ‘do’ yoga?”...
– JR (via badgrrrlmeat)
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In Praise of the Local Yoga Teacher →
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Crushing Your Perception of Possibility
(image: me doing handstand prep)
On the first of February, @lululemon tweeted: “That first drop of sweat. A breeze when the door opens in a hot class. What little things in your workout make you happy? #makesmehappy”
I responded: “The first time I kick up into a previously-impossible inversion? That #makesmehappy.”
Their reply: “Nothing quite like crushing your...
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Coming Face to Face with My Ego
The other day, I learned that the folks behind the Wanderlust Festival were giving away a pair of four-day tickets on their Facebook page. How to win? Post a picture of yourself in a yoga pose, post it on their wall, and collect as many “likes” as possible.
I was desperate to go to the festival. My husband and I had already discussed the merits of splurging on Wanderlust, and we had...
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