I went to a zoom ‘masterclass’ with one of my teachers recently. Hubby wondered what a yoga masterclass is. I don’t really know. These funny words that get used in yoga land! He hears snippets of the classes I attend at home and I think he receives an odd perspective about how yoga classes work.... Continue Reading →
Local yoga
There's a small yoga studio at the end of my street. I went there a few times some years ago, but it wasn't the place for me. It's changed hands since and I feel a little guilty that I've not supported it in any way by attending even the odd class. But I'm happy trotting... Continue Reading →
Small transformations
I heard a teacher say recently that the term ‘authentic’ is used so often it makes you think the opposite. I have that feeling about ‘transformative’ also. I kind of groan inwardly each time I come across it, or hear myself about to say it. But it does seem that way, yoga really does seem... Continue Reading →
Calling Ganesha
A yogi friend of mine’s just been found by Ganesha. She’s been seeing him everywhere recently, she says, to the point where she bought a murti for her home. And she’s started a mantra practice multiple times a day. We chanted together recently: 108 times oṃ gaṃ gaṇapataye namaḥ. I don’t usually repeat a mantra... Continue Reading →
Um, OM
Now that I’m teaching yoga in a gym setting, there are all sorts of questions I ask myself about my own practice, my teaching, and about what yoga is — or what I might reasonably assume a regular office worker wants it to be in their mid-week lunch break. Interesting questions, for which I don’t... Continue Reading →
What’s the answer? What’s the question?
My boss is just back from a conference so we spent some time chatting about it. The major theme for us was understanding how to organise information or data and how we find the information we need. We talked about the possible relationship between the availability of data and the questions we choose to ask,... Continue Reading →
Grazie mille
Hubby's latest reason for calling me a weirdo (which he affectionately does over all sorts of things) is that I don't require him to buy me jewellery all the time! According to him this is how girls (and wives) behave. I think he's been watching too many American films, but he insists this is true.... Continue Reading →
Laughing plank
I went to a long class-cum-workshop at the weekend. Honestly it wasn't quite what I expected but of course I learned heaps from it nonetheless. It was a deliberately very challenging sequence with the explicit aim of 'pushing our buttons' and seeing what happened, providing a laboratory for us individually to observe our responses and... Continue Reading →
Heart and ears
At work today I've been listening to a recording of a live kirtan hosted by a local Hindu group. I did this as a strange stress relief measure as I tackled an inbox burgeoning with technical queries that I must somehow understand and recommend solutions to. It pretty much worked -- though it didn't do wonders for... Continue Reading →
Mantra-asana
I boldly offered my teacher some unsolicited thoughts recently about how to chant the mantra we're working with in class at the moment. I should probably refrain from doing that, but it was interesting to receive a comment back about how the mantra changes with time, as he repeats the chant. I wonder how much chanting... Continue Reading →