In the way but moving in the right direction

Crazy, wonderful Tuesdays. Up early for some teaching practice before breakfast. Then a busy day at work including a full-on couple of hours 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…

I can’t hear you

When we OM in class, my teacher often encourages shy types or newbies by saying when you 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 don’t immediately get. What d’ya know – there’s always some wisdom in there, even if I…

How *does* Yoga work?

I’ve just finished reading 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…

Yoga at the British Museum

Last night I went to a panel discussion at the British Museum called “Yoga: austerity, passion and peace”. I was encouraged 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 Haṭha Yoga. I encountered Jason as the patient tutor of an…

Seek and ye shall find?

A girl turned up to yoga last night and found she had left her yoga clothes at home. She laughed as she told me about looking in her bag for a third time not quite believing that they weren’t there. She couldn’t shake the feeling that if she just looked again a bit harder they’d…

Feel the burn

Hubby’s been working his socks off recently, finishing a big submission for publication. 50,000 words no less! His students struggling currently with their 8,000 word dissertations couldn’t believe this level of work or what it represented in understanding and knowledge. I’m super proud of him — of what he does and how he does it.…

Elephants, god, and sex: lost in translation

I’ve been learning Sanskrit for a few slow months now. Progress is not as fast as I’d like. But then when is it? But actually I high-fived my rather staid class-mate yesterday — we’d read a page together reasonably fluently during that lesson. OK, it’s really simple stuff: stories my teacher has written with really basic grammatical constructions (strictly…

Yoga by moonlight

I was chatting a friend over coffee today and conversation turned as often to yoga. We’re both busy with relationships, work, family, keeping well/feeling ill… the usual flow of life stuff. And for myself I’m feeling a little overwhelmed by work right now (I’m covering the essentials of my boss’s workload while he’s on extended leave).…