Again, not quite a manifesto. But wise words by Miss Emily Dickenson.
I'm off camping for the rest of the week... Happy early Friday!
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Yoga Belly celebrates Oneness this month as we turn one on July 30, 2011. Come celebrate with us on Saturday, July 30th for a special day of Oneness: One Year, One-Hour Classes, One Price---Free for all! We will be offering six one-hour classes throughout the day starting at 9am. To see the full schedule and to guarantee your spots, register online now by clicking here.
To continue the celebration, come join your Yoga Belly family at the after party at Zen Lounge just down the street at 251 Castro Street, MV 94041 (650) 969-4847. Drinks and appetizers will be served starting at 6pm. Dancing starts around 9pm.
There will also be some changes around the studio as we celebrate this huge milestone... look for drinks (rumor has it that smoothies, coconut water, and kombucha will soon be available in the lounge), discounted YB apparel and accessories (one day only! July 30!) and the return of the elusive $85 special. Get it while the gettin's good.
War and peace might be the ultimate ying and yang, so I never expected to see Marines busting out a full wheel or opening their heart chakras.
But, in Pensacola, Florida, they do just that. Soldiers find inner peace even in the midst of war.
Way to go, boys. Namaste.
Thanks to Will for the great find!
... is where it's at. So they keep telling me, anyway.
What a week! Time for Fantasy Friday and then some serious dancing. Or, you know, Netflix and some wine if you're wild and crazy like me. Have a great weekend!
Wow. Anyone else survive Edna's Hour of Power yesterday? That'll teach me to get poison oak and keep out of the studio for over a week! Crikey. I could hardly lift my arms to brush my teeth this morning!
Edna, we missed you.
Lesson learned. Take-away message of the day:
Am I the only one who didn't know the big difference between these two poses? I thought they were basically the same, with slightly different arms and thighs... how wrong I was. This video really helps clear things up. If you've got four-and-a-half minutes, give it a looksie!
This month, Yoga Belly turns one. Can you believe it? It seems like just yesterday Will was initiating me into the "ring of fire" and I thought Thoa was joking when she said "Okay now reach up and grab your toes."
We're here. You're here, I'm here, the studio's here, yoga-daddies Will and Aaron are here. This calls for some serious celebration.
Plans are still in the making, but mark your calendar for Saturday July 30th at Zen Lounge. Details to follow.
Well, not really a manifesto. But I'm reading To Kill a Mockingbird with my students this summer (one of my favorite books of all time... if you haven't read it in the last decade, do so!) and it really got me thinking.
This is one of my favorite passages in the book. It comes just after Ms. Dubose, the horrid neighbor who terrorized Jem and Scout as children, dies. When Atticus tells his children about her death, he reveals that she battled a morphine addiction, and instead of resenting her, Scout and Jem should respect her. At the end of Part I, Atticus says:
"Son... I wanted you to see something about her-- I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It's when you know you're licked before you begin but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what. You rarely win, but sometimes you do. Mrs. Dubose won, all ninety-eight pounds of her. According to her views, she died beholden to nothing and nobody. She was the bravest person I ever knew." (Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird, page 149).
Of course, that gets me thinking about intentions, and my practice, and all the fights I'm fighting even though I'm "licked" before I begin. Do you forget about all that when you're on your mat? Or do all your efforts and struggles somehow inform your practice?