Monday, November 23, 2009
I often try to think in this way.
Like for example: What is the yoga of waking up early? It is a new day, and a new breath; you can surround yourself with quiet.
What is the yoga of animals? They are present in each moment, and don't know if they are pretty or silly looking.
The yoga of biking? Relaxing as the bumps come and go. There is concentration and grace in action.
Now with Thanksgiving in two days and with my baking skills warming up, I am wondering now: What is the yoga of Cheesecake!?
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I try to teach my students how to use enough muscular effort to be in a pose, but not so much that they squeeze the possibility out from what it is that they are doing.
There needs to be some tension, but just enough to vibrate the energy within them.
I learned recently that in Tai Chi, there is a way of moving that is called pulling silk.
Besides the fact that I like to say "pulling silk", I think that imagining the idea of pulling silk can soften your yoga practice into something even more beautiful than it is already.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
I'm thinking about how health is not gained by beating yourself up.
Yoga is not the pursuit of strong muscles.
Yoga can be what roots you to the earth so that your tree isn't blown over quite so easily,
The health that comes is effortless, in the fruit of that tree.