This morning I started class with the fall mediation I shared here. Durning the long hold, restorative poses I noticed the shadows of the leaves outside of the window dancing in the bright rays of the early morning on the studio floor. During class I offered several mantras including: “When I release tension, I lessen … Continue reading Monday Morning Yoga
The wind woke me up just before the 5:00 a.m. alarm. The late October morning was dark as the day light hours are slowly shrinking as we crawl towards the winter solstice in December. I quickly dressed and took the dog out for her morning walk around the neighborhood. As we headed down the hill, … Continue reading It was a dark and stormy morning…
When I am able to step away from the commotion around me, to see what is happening, I become the observer. When I am able to pause the stories in my head and see what emotion they are covering or protecting, I become the observer. My daily physical and spiritual practices not only ground me, … Continue reading The Observer
Meditation does not solve my problems or stresses, but the practice does give me space from both. First thing every morning I move my body with yoga, dance, Essentrics or a walk. The practice of linking breathe to movement quiets the mind. Next I will focus on breathe work, then listen to a chanted mantra … Continue reading Mantra Monday: Space
Life is a learning process. So is learning yoga, teaching yoga and filming yoga. Last week I wrote about how you is a practice, not a perfect. Taking my own advice, I recoded a yoga flow to share. It’s not perfect, but it is a giant step in learning. https://youtu.be/HpMK8mJiQCw The start of the practice … Continue reading Old dog, new tricks
I taught my last yoga class on the Friday before spring break in March 2020. When the university students left for break, none of us had any idea that they would not return to campus until after Labor Day 2021. The campus community soon adapted to a world of masks, distancing and other changes to … Continue reading This is not a perfect. This is a practice.
February is the worst month on the calendar. My dislike began in third grade when someone thought it would be a good idea to teach rural Kentucky children to spell phonetically. As a result I still misspell February as I do not hear nor pronounce the “r”. I find the second month of the year … Continue reading Even Cowgirls Get the Blues
May your wish for me come to fruition. Before the COVID self-isolation period I thought that I had made a spiritual connection with my practice, but I was wrong. That connection happened sometimes, but more often than not I was seeking yoga brain through the physical practice. During my home practice during isolation, I made … Continue reading Yoga is Prayer