"Each morning when I open my eyes I say to myself: I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn't arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy in it." - Groucho Marx
Monday, January 31, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
Just Stretching?!?!
I hear a lot of people try to say that yoga is "just stretching". Those people annoy me and those people have obviously not done much yoga. I am always insulted by this misguided dismissive claim.
When I was young I was always involved in sports (though I was awful). Eventually in high school we got into weight training. I hated weight training because I was terrible at it. I have a natural tendency towards weak little stick bug arms. In school I got made fun of because I couldn't even bench press the empty bar. It was embarrassing and I got no joy out of being unable to do anything. Everyone knew I was small and weak.
Nowadays, I am freakishly strong for such a small girl. Whenever people doubt me, or I start to doubt myself - I just remind myself that I can do arm balances and inversions that many people can't do. Things that take strength, focus, flexibility, dedication, and serious practice. I can do some awesome things with my body that people don't suspect, and it's all because of yoga. (Oh if my former schoolmates saw me now.) Most women come to their early classes unprepared for the upper body work that yoga requires. Initially their shoulders, arms, and chest get tired shaky and sore really fast. I was the same way at first. Downward facing dog was my nemesis pose for years because my upper body was so weak. Now it's pretty much a resting pose.
To make a grand generalization - women usually lack strength and men usually lack flexibility. Yoga will provide balance. Your practice will meet you wherever you are and give you whatever you need. Don't shy away from it.
When I was young I was always involved in sports (though I was awful). Eventually in high school we got into weight training. I hated weight training because I was terrible at it. I have a natural tendency towards weak little stick bug arms. In school I got made fun of because I couldn't even bench press the empty bar. It was embarrassing and I got no joy out of being unable to do anything. Everyone knew I was small and weak.
Nowadays, I am freakishly strong for such a small girl. Whenever people doubt me, or I start to doubt myself - I just remind myself that I can do arm balances and inversions that many people can't do. Things that take strength, focus, flexibility, dedication, and serious practice. I can do some awesome things with my body that people don't suspect, and it's all because of yoga. (Oh if my former schoolmates saw me now.) Most women come to their early classes unprepared for the upper body work that yoga requires. Initially their shoulders, arms, and chest get tired shaky and sore really fast. I was the same way at first. Downward facing dog was my nemesis pose for years because my upper body was so weak. Now it's pretty much a resting pose.
To make a grand generalization - women usually lack strength and men usually lack flexibility. Yoga will provide balance. Your practice will meet you wherever you are and give you whatever you need. Don't shy away from it.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Puppies, Eye Drops & Workshops, Oh My!
It's been an odd kind of week. Came home from Portland to have a tough time getting everything back to normal (haven't done a bit of yoga yet) - not to mention the giant pile of laundry that comes from workshopping for 3 days and partying for 3 nights. Over the weekend the dog got some clouding in his left eye. He's almost 9 years old, so we worried it might be cataracts. The only treatment for that is surgery, so that would be bad bad news. Today we finally got him in to see the vet (where they took notice that he'd lost 2 lbs - YAY!!). The vet says it looks like he may have a scratch on his cornea so we're giving him medicinal eye drops every 6 hours around the clock for the next week. Hopefully it'll heal up... if it doesn't we'll be doing some traveling to see a doggy opthalmologist. Sounds expensive. Right now I'm just lucky he allows me to give him eye drops.
I have been planning a trip to Boise, ID for a Noah Maze Anusara Workshop in March, but if Devereux requires a trip to the specialist I'm pretty sure that'll be cancelled. We'll see how it all goes. As long as my dog can see I'll be happy. In the meantime, the husband came down with something too - so I'm in full time doctor mode here at home. Hope everyone else's week is going fabulously and you're all super duper healthy.
Photos: (Top) Devvy at about 2 months old.
(Right) Devvy at about 6 years old.
I have been planning a trip to Boise, ID for a Noah Maze Anusara Workshop in March, but if Devereux requires a trip to the specialist I'm pretty sure that'll be cancelled. We'll see how it all goes. As long as my dog can see I'll be happy. In the meantime, the husband came down with something too - so I'm in full time doctor mode here at home. Hope everyone else's week is going fabulously and you're all super duper healthy.
Photos: (Top) Devvy at about 2 months old.
(Right) Devvy at about 6 years old.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Celebrate Local Teachers
"I believe that we can once again celebrate local yoga teachers for the great work they do each day to help their communities get healthier and more vibrant through yoga. I mean let’s face it, not too many other jobs require you to be newly inspired on a daily basis in quite the same way. Not too many jobs can make an impact on people’s every day lives. It is the local teachers who are the glue that keeps the community thriving. It is the local teachers who spark the fire consistently in yogis of all levels to live more meaningful lives." - Amy Ippoliti
Quote via Amy's Elephant Journal article Public Yoga, Local Teachers: Reviving the Lost Art Form of the Public Class.
Quote via Amy's Elephant Journal article Public Yoga, Local Teachers: Reviving the Lost Art Form of the Public Class.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Rocking Bhakti Weekend
This weekend I attended a five piece workshop with Sianna Sherman on her Rock the Bhakti Tour. She is known for being a great storyteller and I have to agree that I'm always kind of blown away by her stories and the skill with which she translates that into a practice. We have friends in Portland, OR (where the workshop was held) so we stayed with them. I did just shy of 6 hours of yoga a day and partied into the wee hours of the night. It was a lot of fun. I'm still recovering from it, hence the late post today.
The overall experience was great - as I generally expect from world-class yoga and friends. I can definitely say, though, that I'm not going to be moving to Portland if I can help it. The yogis there were not as nice or welcoming as the people I've met anywhere else. The whole atmosphere was snippy and disrespectful to say the least. They didn't seem to value Sianna's presence or authority very much. People were rude towards me, towards my husband... eventually I was trying to spend as little time around them as possible. Not the yoga community feel I'm used to.
The classes were definitely sweat-inducing and challenging. With all the sweating - the practice room was like a sauna. The air was humid and filled with sweat. The floors and walls were wet - people were leaking transformation everywhere. On my final day I got a photo with Sianna after class. Between the windows above and the moisture hanging thick in the air - none of them came out very well. After a few tries we decided it was just meant to have an aura to it. We hugged and she thanked me for coming... and I got the hell outta there before someone else could ruin my good day.
The overall experience was great - as I generally expect from world-class yoga and friends. I can definitely say, though, that I'm not going to be moving to Portland if I can help it. The yogis there were not as nice or welcoming as the people I've met anywhere else. The whole atmosphere was snippy and disrespectful to say the least. They didn't seem to value Sianna's presence or authority very much. People were rude towards me, towards my husband... eventually I was trying to spend as little time around them as possible. Not the yoga community feel I'm used to.
The classes were definitely sweat-inducing and challenging. With all the sweating - the practice room was like a sauna. The air was humid and filled with sweat. The floors and walls were wet - people were leaking transformation everywhere. On my final day I got a photo with Sianna after class. Between the windows above and the moisture hanging thick in the air - none of them came out very well. After a few tries we decided it was just meant to have an aura to it. We hugged and she thanked me for coming... and I got the hell outta there before someone else could ruin my good day.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
This is Not a Real Post
Today I am at the Sianna Sherman workshop I spoke about before. I will return on Monday; hopefully with lots of pictures and at least one fun story. No Guarantees.
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