"I give you permission NOT to do full Chaturaṇga each time". I wondered at this comment from my teacher in class today. Do people really need this permission? Do they feel some necessity for this action in every vinyasa? If they do, would the validation of the teacher make a difference? I wonder... I don't do... Continue Reading →
On the threshold
It's the day before my two week Teacher Training intensive. Just to remind myself what yoga is all about (and to get out of the crowded house!) I went to the 2 hour vinyasa class this morning. It was wonderful! Yes, it began as one of those days when I show up full of doubts... Continue Reading →
Sore in patches
When I got home after my extended arm-balancing playtime in class the other night I was scrutinised by Hubby. "Did you do a lot of crow today?" he asked me. How can he tell? Do I have a particular post-Bakasana look? No, it turned out he'd caught sight of bruises on my arms! And a friction burn... Continue Reading →