Having been an atheist for much of my adult life, I used to have a hard time understanding how people took solace from their religion in times of despair. So it is to my great surprise that I find myself drawing, not necessarily hope, but some level of perspective on this week’s events from my [...]
A few weeks ago, I started what I plan to be a series of posts on how some of my favorite yogis go about establishing a personal practice. I couldn’t be more excited to highlight one of the teachers I respect the most - Cory Bryant. The amazing Cory Bryant. When I think [...]
Despite incessant resolutions to commit to my practice, I have long struggled with creating a daily sadhana that sticks. The stereotype of a committed yogi, though, is one who wakes before the sun and spends hours on their mat followed by a long meditation, incense burning and sitar music playing in the background. Right? There [...]
I had a conversation recently about how having too many priorities is pretty much the same thing as having no priorities whatsoever. With all apologies to the United Nation and its various sundry goals (17 at the moment, if you happen to be keeping track), I’m not sure how much actual progress we’re making. At [...]
I was speaking to a friend recently who, like me, was missing a retired yoga teacher that had had a profound impact on her. Neither of us has felt a connection to another teacher in the same way. As a result, our practices have been feeling pretty blah. My friend put words to the exact [...]
I’ve struggled with my weight my entire life. Last year, I put the pedal to the metal and lost 30 pounds. But I did it in a way I wasn’t entirely thrilled about – I focused on counting calories, not really counting quality as much as I would have liked. With all the amazing plant-based [...]
I’m just going to say it: I am fed up with the “yoga every damn day” mantra. Along with the insta’d images of one armed handstands and beachfront backbends, I feel like this is just another way to yoga shame. I’m willing to admit this may be projection on my part. But, for every day I don’t get on my mat — and let me tell you, between the holidays, a new puppy, and a blizzard, there have been MANY of those lately — I can’t help but feel this hashtag is directed squarely at me. What I read into it is “If you were a real yogi, you wouldn’t let anything stand in your way of a daily practice.” I hear that familiar chant of “bad yogi, bad yogi, bad yogi” in my head.
I’ve heard choosing one word as a personal theme for the New Year can be a useful exercise. I realized several days into 2016 that I hadn’t thought of resolutions (or what I like to call "intentions"). But I could readily think of a one-word theme that I’d like to infuse the next 12 months: “simplify.”
One of the best things about yoga is the way it creates community. There are the obvious ways it does this, like how we become friends with the people we see in our favorite class week after week. But then there are the more subtle ways – for instance, striking up a friendship with people in other cities as a result of our common love of the practice. I “met” Allison Richard (though we’ve still never seen one another IRL, as the kids say) in her capacity as editor of The Guest Blog and Must Read Book Club for YogaCity NYC. She was kind enough to repost one of my musings and we struck up an ongoing conversation.
I’ve never been a fan of organized religion. I didn’t grow up with it, so it made little impact on my life except around the holidays when everyone started picking sides – Chanukah or Christmas. Given my mother’s propensity for food and presents, I celebrated whatever holiday could be covered in foil, ribbons and chocolate. And that was fine by me!