Studio Life: The Second Year
My perspective is changing now that I can feel the earth under my feet. Things I didn’t feel counted for much before are beginning to matter more.
My perspective is changing now that I can feel the earth under my feet. Things I didn’t feel counted for much before are beginning to matter more.
Those hole-in-the-wall restaurants that are always packed and the food is outstanding: they don’t advertise and there isn’t even a sign on the door. That’s how I like to think of my little studio.
Yoga begins, now that we have stepped off the mat. And that’s why yoga never ends.
We are all in it together trying to figure it out. This week has made being a yoga teacher feel real.
My meditation is that time that I just sit with myself and cry.
The remarkable part of the practice? It starts with playing on the mat and can lead to such joy in every day life.
It is a funny thing to have so many teachers together. The best part is that we talk about yoga. The worst part is yoga is all we talk about.
Traveling to the training was a sticky situation, but the next morning’s cup of Kona put everything in perspective. Surf’s up!