Bloom~Yoga

​There is a certain melancholy that follows me around. I used to think it only happened in autumn. I used to think I had S.A.D. (Seasonal Affective Disorder) or some other acronym of a disorder. I used to try to find something to blame it on so that I could make it go away. I used to separate myself from it, hide it from myself and from others. I used to call it by the clinical and cold term “depression”. I’m now beginning to accept that what I do “have” is something that I t

Well, for 3-5 minutes every day that is. During my daily Salamba Sirsasana (the Sanskrit name for a supported headstand), I began to consider the concept of perception and reality. How turning things topsy-turvy everyday has helped me to view my own world, both inner and outer, in new ways. Take a quick look at this photo: What do you see? Some will see a rabbit while others will see a duck. There is no right or wrong here, just a simple example of individual perception. In h

“It doesn't happen all at once… You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand.” ― Margery Williams, The Ve

"So be sure where you step, step with great care and great tact. And remember that life is a great balancing act!" ~ Dr. Seuss “If we don’t lose our balance every now and again, how will we know when we are actually in balance?” I asked this while teaching class recently at Sonic Yoga. Although it’s something that I’ve said before, it seemed to resonate more deeply this time. Perhaps it was because we were working with Half Moon posture (Ardha Chandrasana) and trying to find

Yoga means union. A union between mind, body, spirit and breath. This seems to be readily available to me when I am “on the mat”. Whether I am at home doing my own practice, in a studio practicing with a wonderful teacher or when I am the one doing the teaching. I am focused, tuned-in, connected and present. What happens when I leave the mat or practice space? What happens when I go back to my everyday life in NYC? Do I take what I have so carefully and diligently practiced i