A radical inquiry, a holy cow

A radical inquiry, a holy cow

Travels in Ashtanga World. Once upon a time I really wanted to like the Ashtanga style of yoga. I liked the idea that the sequence was timeless, routine, repeatable. I like that it was revered, classic, established. Learn the primary series and it quickly becomes a moving meditation. I liked that primary series as written […]

Love is not money, nor beauty

Love is not money, nor beauty

If you want to improve you must first ascertain what’s wrong. Define the problem. Sound trite and obvious? Look around my house. Plenty o’roommates or family members have failed to see any need for improvement. Am I the only one who gets rattled by dishes in the sink? Trash next to the overflowing container? Clean clothes lumped in […]

Quitting is not the same thing as never trying

Quitting is not the same thing as never trying

The pain passes but the beauty remains. -Pierre-Auguste Renoir, artist [responding to Matisse on why he painted in spite of his painful arthritis] (25 Feb 1841-1919)  Here is a photo of Krishnamacharya performing up dog or Urdhva mukha savasana at the age of 84. He looks pretty good if I do say so myself. Inquiring […]

Two Roads Diverge

Two Roads Diverge

Once upon a time I did different yoga sequences every day.  My body was compromised, broken, and struggling to regain range of motion. I was exploring what remained of my abilities. My feelings on yoga as physical therapy had not yet solidified, I only knew that I needed to keep moving. I felt very young […]

A honey tongue, a heart of gall

A honey tongue, a heart of gall

Last year around this time I wrote numerous pieces on relationships. What the hell, after two divorces I consider myself expert on what not to swear. As this year’s Valentine holiday approaches I report dearly departed (now)ex-husband has not gotten sober, although research on-line reveals he’s still out there using, abusing and driving. Addicts in my reading […]