Snow on the second day of spring? Ugh. Just yesterday, on the vernal equinox, I taught on the cycles of creation and dissolution by way of Kali, Sarasvati and Lakshmi. I am now officially ready to put winter behind me. Sometimes it’s visceral with me. I may hear myself articulate something I’ve been teaching...
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As I type this sentence, I’m devouring myself. (I’m also devouring a kale smoothie. Okay, nobody really devours a kale smoothie. You just sort of sip it.) I’m sleepy, un-showered, and really tempted to have a third cup of something caffeinated. It’s not at the forefront of my awareness but trust me–I’m devouring myself,...
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Facebook is an Oracle by Anusara teacher and anarchic yoga blogger Bernadette Birney My professional projects have really been cutting into my Facebook time. Also, I’ve been in the throes of an autoimmune flare–all feverish and exhausted, with swollen glands, and aches. Usually I freeze when this happens but this time I’m a woman...
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Love Letter To A Forgetful Friend How do I begin to tell you, one among the handful of people whom I love beyond reason who has never read The Bhagavadgita, and you– so exceptional, so smart, so creative and so adept at charming the entire world, that when you tell me you can’t imagine...
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It is kind of silly when Westerners try to be Easterners. I mean, I’m a white chick from Connecticut. I get that. It doesn’t for one minute prevent me from being entranced by Navaratri, though, which is an Indian festival that celebrates nine (nava) nights (ratri) of the goddess. It didn’t prevent me from...
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1. Be a yoga teacher who spends most of the day, every day, barefoot but who has an unholy, slavish devotion to her shoe fetish. Appease the shoe god by stacking your closets to the ceiling with boxes and boxes of shoes, and by regularly practicing arati. 2. Religiously remind your students that sticking...
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Okay, this is kind of fun: I was recently sent a review copy of Putamayo’s new CD Yoga. Why not, right? Something you may not know about me is that I’m pretty into music. I wouldn’t go so far as to classify myself a music geek but I’ve put in some hard time on...
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All week I have caught myself humming one of my favorite verses under my breath. It’s this one, one of the shantih mantras: “purnamadah purnamidam purnaat purnamudachyate purnasya purnaamadaya purnamevavashishyate Om” It means: “That is complete; this is complete. From that completeness comes this completeness. If we take away that completeness from this completeness...
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