I trust my teacher. So when he gave me a ball at the start of our yoga session together I tried to go with it β even though βitβ was an excruciatingly awkward exploration of shoulder and hip mobility and how to connect the two. The ball balancing aspect added challenge, or focus, or maybe... Continue Reading →
Knotty thoughts
I tied my first mala recently. I was feeling fragile. I didn't want to move, but I also didn't want to sit silently with my thoughts. What could I do to soothe myself? Somehow making a mala seemed like a good answer. Yoga practice is weird that way. Unexpected answers to questions I never used... Continue Reading →
Getting a handle on yoga
We've just got new internal door handles at home! Not big news in the grand scheme, but curiously significant in my small domestic world. We'd just been putting up with the style that existed when we moved in quite a few years ago now. Neither of us liked them one bit, but they were serviceable.... Continue Reading →
Remember, remember
I started my class this week by asking if anyone could remember what we'd been chanting the week before, a simple sutra, familiar enough to me now that it readily springs to mind or lips in particular situations. It can be something of an anchor when I feel drowning in a sea of new (half)... Continue Reading →
In the way but moving in the right direction
Crazy, wonderful Tuesdays. Up early for some teaching practice before breakfast. Then a busyΒ day at work including a full-on couple of hoursΒ with my boss working through something bogglingly technical together because it was a two-brain problem, my lunchtime spent writing a little story in Sanskrit for my homework, then finally running out of the office... Continue Reading →
The universe offers, believe it or not
In one of our assessments in TT we were given a sutra from PataΓ±jali at randomΒ (we picked blindly out of a box) and we had to present it to the group a day or two later. The process of receiving a sutra was almost as interesting as the presentations themselves. I was struck by how... Continue Reading →
I canβt hear you
When we OM in class, my teacher often encourages shy types or newbies by saying when youΒ OM no-one can hear you. Well, maybe not technically true... but I try to suspend my disbelief with things my teacher says that I donβt immediately get. What dβya know β thereβs alwaysΒ some wisdom in there, even if I... Continue Reading →
How *does* Yoga work?
I've just finished readingΒ How Yoga Works. I'll say it's not a book I would have chosen to read and I did have to dig in a bit to see it through to the end, but it was loaned to me by my teacher and so I took the recommendation seriously and gratefully. I can't remember... Continue Reading →
Yoga at the British Museum
Last night I went to a panel discussion at the British Museum called "Yoga: austerity, passion and peace".Β I was encouragedΒ to go by Jason Birch now at SOAS and working with James Mallinson and Mark Singleton on a fascinating research project documenting the history of HaαΉha Yoga. I encountered Jason as the patient tutor of an... Continue Reading →
Purring cats and the power of Om
My teacher's on a thing with OmΒ at the moment. So that kind of means I am too. We've been beginning class chanting PYS 1.28: taj-japas tad-artha-bhΔvanam By chanting Om one realizes the meaning of Om He's talked to us about the three sounds that make up Om (AUM)Β and how they relate to the body --... Continue Reading →