There is a yoga pose called plow pose (halasana.) In this pose, you balance on your shoulders with your hands either clasped or at your lower back and let your legs fall over your head. See below (apologies for the view. That’s my teacher Sharath in the background :)...
Things may feel backwards and upside down while Mercury and Mars are in retrograde as they are now. Communication and action can be hectic and frustrating. All signs point to letting go of control and having fun with the chaos!
I was sitting on the couch in the frat house watching an episode of Parks and Recreation with the guys, when I was offered a goldfish cracker. My recent trip to Ann Arbor was one part DEEP practice, one part apprenticeship, and one part frat house roomie.
Saturday new/old student drop-ins are a lot of fun. New faces and old in led class have a ton of benefit for people curious about deepening their yoga practice through the Ashtanga method…
Greetings from Ann Arbor. I landed late last night in my Chevy Spark rental, windows down, podcasts blaring. Lo and behold the place I’ve rented is a frat house in moderate occupation.
Leaking energy is a thing and it may leave you feeling drained and exhausted during the day. Perhaps you want and need to slow down but just don’t know how, feel you can’t, or don’t see the value.
One of my first yoga classes was at a women’s fitness gym called Lucille Roberts in midtown Manhattan circa 2004. The class was held in a brightly lit room surrounded by mirrors, ellipticals, and stationary bikes.
Marichyasana D was my greatest teacher. Adjusting me in that pose was like wrangling my cat Buddha into his carrier. The pose reflected back to me some things I’d not been able to see without the challenge
Practicing alone takes courage. You have to believe in your intuition and give space for amendments when things aren’t like they were before. Uncontrolled temperature freaks me out and I LOVE to smell incense upon my first sun A stretch.
Fight, flight or freeze. I felt it when the adrenaline would gush into my blood and smooth thoughts turned jagged and edgy. Everything was a threat. The panic attacks would start with something as silly as contemplating the loss of my purse on the subway.
Today I watched a student navigate her practice with a wrist brace and a smile. “I had no idea you could back-bend using your fist!” She exclaimed with joy!
My student said to me as she looked back with a half smile. Truer words were never spoken. Obstacles will always be there but the second you lay down and rest after practice, no matter what, you’ll be happy you came.