An Introduction To Ashtanga Yoga

An Introduction To Ashtanga Yoga

You walk into a room that has fallen completely silent. Students are standing at attention as if waiting for their sergeant to arrive. You look around trying to catch a pair of sympathetic eyes, but fail. Then, as if from a cloud of smoke, the teacher appears. The...
Death At A Wake

Death At A Wake

As the smoke cleared, my mother pulled the final card from the deck. Ash. Meaning death, I was certain. She glanced up at me her eyes searching for a response. “I’m fine,” I said, glancing at the first card. Serpent. Rebirth, I was just as certain....
When The Wolf’s At Your Door

When The Wolf’s At Your Door

The air was heavy; that I remember clearly. And I’d started to walk toward my car, after just teaching my morning class, when there was a pull at my belly button. I pivoted and began to walk toward my daughter’s preschool instead. As I stepped on to that...
The Hardest Pose

The Hardest Pose

Gradually, the students flowed back down to their mats. “Turn your palms up, extend your legs, and gently close your eyes,” I instructed as most of the class prepared for shavasana. As I took a seat on my own mat, a woman sat up and whispered “Sorry....
What’s A True Yogi Anyway?

What’s A True Yogi Anyway?

As I climbed the steps to the Shala, I felt confident. I mean, I was barely limping any more. No one would notice that I’d attempted to run five miles yesterday and now I could barely walk. As I came through the doors, my student gasped, almost as if I’d...
Men Are From Mars And So Are Women

Men Are From Mars And So Are Women

As a child, I was often called a “tomboy”, and I secretly enjoyed it. I wanted to be as tough, as fast, as respected as the boys. Plus, their games were way better. The boys were expected to climb trees, race down the street, and sword fight. It was very...