To me, right now, the point of practice is kindness compassion forgiveness (minor and profound) wide-open spacious togetherness love love love tenderness divine moments of truth-presence That’s my story. What’s yours? Why do you keep coming back to the practice?
As the practice takes shape and as things (necessarily?) start to happen, we might wonder what the point of all of this is anyway. Probably this arises over and over. At least it has for me. In those spaces where the technique falls away, and…
Continue reading Tasting the Nectar// The Point of All of This
What I need to tell you right now is… that this space is a collection of my ruminations on my own practice. A snap-shot of this space in time. My teaching is always ever evolving with my practice. I think that if a teacher is…
Continue reading feeling for the edges of the container// i am here for now
Things are simple. Things are complicated. Things are simple again. Yoga is much like a Mobius, I think. It has a way of turning back in on itself over and over again. Sometimes the body itself informs be about life. And sometimes life informs me…
Continue reading Liminal Space// Finding Meaning in Movements
In class this week, we practiced several inversions: sarvangasana-shoulder stand, sirsasana-headstand (with this lovely, supported version I learned from Patricia Sullivan), and pincha mayurasana- feathered peacock. After our practice, a student asked what the benefits of inversions are. This is interesting territory. A few years ago,…
Continue reading Inquiry-based Practice// Inversions
Things have shifted. Externally, here. My child & I spend mornings apart now, since she began school last week. I know this is good for her. It is good for her. She shares her light with her own new world. I know this is good…
Continue reading Productivity// Losing and Finding Time
You know how things start simply, then get complicated, then are reduced down to their essential state again? I am always talking about this. It’s true. There is something about the edges– easy times, challenging times– that brings up our patterns, whether in the physical,…
Continue reading It’s Not a Circus// Finding Yoga and Maybe Meaning in Architecturally Complex Postures
Feeling the swing of the pendulum. Much like my career paths, my practice has transitioned over the past sixteen years. I began with a quite vigorous physical practice (Ashtanga) accompanied by a cerebral interest in yogic philosophy. I wanted to *get* it. At the time I…
Continue reading Triangulating Truth// Practice
I am sitting on a really long post about the Encinitas- Establishment Clause case. The perfect place for my worlds of yoga and law to mingle, yet I am almost physically-incapable of pressing the “publish” button. Resistance. Feel it. I feel it in my chest…
Continue reading Enter Resistance
The fog I’ve been roaming around in for the past few months appears to be lifting. I feel lightness again in my skin and teeth and fingernails. The sludgy, un-ruddered feeling is so nearby though, that I am using this prescient moment to remind myself…
Continue reading Clarity// Integration takes time