Three hardest words? I love you. (No) I was wrong. (Maybe but maybe not – sorry MJH) I’m so sorry. (Yep, ‘fraid so) Sure, to tell someone you love them makes you vulnerable. That’s hard, but shouldn’t be. And to admit you were wrong is an admission that you are human and make mistakes. That’s hard to admit, but get… Read more →
Ansel Adams was an artist. A brilliant photographer who made use of every tone of gray in rich, detailed landscapes that made any need for color, obsolete. With an appreciation for the contrast, he loved playing with opposition and the striking juxtaposition of light and dark. He said: Art is an affirmation of life. Truth is, life IS gray. (And not… Read more →
why is mysore so early? common question. and though i’d offer more practical answers like, your body is more honest in the morning, deep down, i also secretly assumed it was to test your dedication. like some form of hazing or rite of passage to deem you worthy. until recently, that is, as the scope of my daily practice has gotten… Read more →
I found Kristina’s note in my inbox yesterday. Kristina is now one of this year’s scholarship recipients to the Cowgirls vs. Cancer Big Sky Yoga Retreat. But you see, her note isn’t meant for me – it’s meant for you. Because friends like you are not satisfied to leave their yoga on the mat. Friends like you take that healing… Read more →
A few weeks back, I received a note via this blog: Dearest Peg, I fell in love with Ashtanga by the Rocket in SF. I don’t know many yogis out there that study both methods (Mysore and Rocket), I wanted to ask if you could please share more about your own personal experience and how, if you have chosen one… Read more →
Most of David’s “No’s” to me these last few days of our second series intensive week center around my slow and well-regulated approach to my practice. Everything from the methodical way I walk my hands to my heels in kapotasana … to my slow and careful lift into pincha mayurasana and all 7 of the headstands … to my finicky… Read more →
Day one of Second Series Intensive with David Garrigues … 75 minutes into my 2-hour Mysore practice: DG: peg, you doing the rest of your practice? ME: no. I’m tired. I’m done. DG: (quizzically, as if he didn’t hear my first answer) peg, you doing the rest of your practice? ME: yes. just taking a little rest. DG: (smiles) Of… Read more →
I’m often asked how I started down this yoga path. In fact, just yesterday I was talking to a group of students who specifically wanted to know about my roots as a teacher. At this point, I probably should’ve confessed: I shouldn’t actually be teaching yoga. You see, I only even began practicing yoga just to achieve arms like Madonna’s. … Read more →
i’m about to make two people in my life happy … my friend mike will be thrilled to know this post has nothing to do with jumpbacks, mysore, or any-thing ashtanga. in fact, it’s fish that have my fancy. salmon, to be specific. which will peak the interest of my husband, an avid fly-fisherman and self-proclaimed yoga widow – and… Read more →
My first taste of traditional Ashtanga was in a led primary series class. I remember thinking… never again. Up, down, jump back (or try!), jump forward again; repeat. I was completely exhausted, and that was before the floor sequence. Forget the Marichy’s. No way. Not possible. And then a few months later, I stumbled into a Rocket class (aka cleverly disguised Ashtanga)…. Read more →
