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 →
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 →
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 →
I used to set my alarm to music – but all too often I would just incorporate the sound into my dreams until i was lulled back into a state of unconsciousness. Same with the more pleasant sounds of bells, harps, and chirps. No … I needed that deafening alarm that could drown out the sleep and force my eyes… Read more →
Life is about relationships … or to me, it is. I recently traveled to practice yoga with a teacher that I love. The trip was about more than yoga. It was a break from my stressful job, demanding family and the chill of winter. In other words – perfect. I got to the end of my first practice and began a… Read more →
I practice Ashtanga yoga, Mysore style. It’s my daily practice. But it almost wasn’t. Took me nearly 6 years to work up the nerve to step into a class. There was always this cloud of mystery and falsehoods passed around that kept me, and I would guess many, from ever trying. So, pardon this reversion of a blog from long ago, but right… Read more →
A funny thing happened to me on my way to Durham last weekend … well, actually it wasn’t funny at all. It was a caustic post on Facebook that took a disturbing aim at me. Yeah, I don’t know why people use social media to air their grievances either, but it happens. Anyway, that is not what this story is… Read more →
I’m getting old. Well … maybe not old, but I’m definitely getting old-ER. I have a few friends who really struggle with the whole age thing. And who could blame them? Our culture doesn’t exactly help with pictures of airbrushed models and constant messaging that urges us to “turn back time” with this potion or that. As if our vitality… Read more →
