Today is the day I can get back on the mat. Althought I’ve been forward to it, I feel nervous. Funny, right? What if I can not get back to where I was and I won’t. After 4 months of zero exercises, there is no way! I have to be humble and decided to make… Continue reading Today is the day!
Today, give yourself a gift: relax and trust yourself! “A study in Clinical Psychology & Psychotherapy found that 85% of the stuff we worry about end up having positive or neutral outcomes. And even when the outcome is negative, 79% of the time worriers say they handled it better than they thought they would.” Nothing to… Continue reading Give Yourself A Gift
I wish I had known before: Happy people do not have easier lives. A happy life is not a life with things and money but a life full of experiences, good or bad, because they will teach you…especially the bad. They will teach you that a happy life is not a life without problems, loneliness,… Continue reading This is what yoga is teaching me
I lead a meditation group in a local yoga studio. We seat in silence for 20 minutes. I open each session in giving some pointers to beginners, the 5-minute talk on posture, mantra or not mantra, breathing, mind-set, how to stay focus, expectations… Then close with a warm smile and a big congratulations because that was bold. Bold to… Continue reading Medit’Hater or Lover?
My early yoga class is attended by older folks who come to socialize, to stretch their aching bodies, love to lay on their backs and take any vinyasa as an unwelcome disruption to their awakening state. Our regular teacher was away and the students took habit of commenting on our substitutes before class. – The… Continue reading That one
As a Creative Director I do this everyday. It’s second nature. It’s what French call the B.A. BA, the basic, the “Duh.” When a client exposes its problematic, guess what? I approach it from an outsider perspective…Told you it was a “duh” thing. I am emotionally detached from the key issues. I do not bare… Continue reading Let’s be outsiders
As I was going to work, a boy was walking towards me on the sidewalk. He could not have been older than 10 years old, had a blond mohawk, freckles, a tee-shirt way too big and too faded. He was looking at me. My defense mechanism switched to DEFCON 1. Then he mumbled something. Oh boy,… Continue reading Yama not there yet