Hold Out Your Hand
This breath
invites you
to write the first word
of your new story
your new story begins with this:
yoga poetry
Walk Slowly
Many have asked for the poem I read in class the other day:
I can make the choice to stop, to breathe, and be, and walk slowly into…
I Reach For You – In Memory of Shyamdas
I reach for you… a poem in memory of Shyamdas offered by Krishnabai
How A Yogi Takes A Selfie
how a Yogi takes a selfie:
stop. renounce sight
welcome this one breath like it is your first and may be your….
A Blessing for the Journey
Let us vow to bear witness to the wholeness of life,
realizing the completeness of each and every…
A Reflection From Jill
Jill offered this beautiful Dylan-ish reflection of Sunday Yoga Class… Many thanks for sharing this Yoga Poem with us Jill. -j
The Weaver and the Loom
Sit here for a bit. Place yourself
outside the frenzied pace of life.
Slow down long enough to…
Ananda
A poem from Bettina, inspired by her retreat at Ananda Ashram:
Back to Nature
Have you ever wondered why so many of the Yoga postures are named for things found in the natural world? We have cows and cats, Camels and Crescent Moons. Notice there is no Angry Motorist, Stressed Out Mom, or Corporate Bigwig posture…