For years I have dreamed of being an author. I started writing my first novel at age 15 but I never finished it. I have since started writing three other books, all unfinished. Fear, that soul crushing fear, made sure that I never wrote, The End. The fear is dead.
Read MoreWhat you put into Yoga and your intention for practicing it is exactly what you will receive for your efforts. Most of us, however, have no firm idea…
Read More[box type=”shadow”] [/box] Today is Guru Purnima, the day to honor and revere one’s guru and the True Guru that we each are. The three pictures above…
Read MoreIt’s early Sunday morning and I’m sitting at my kitchen table, surrounded by a crazy disarray of packed boxes and bags. I look out into my backyard and…
Read MoreI count myself to be blessed because I know the man pictured to the left. He is known as Chandrakant. He is a great teacher, not because he…
Read MoreOn this Mother’s Day I find that words fail to fully express my love for my mother, my grandmothers, my wife, my mother-in-law, my aunts and all the…
Read MoreI received a very intriguing and insightful text this morning and on reading it, I knew I needed to write about it for two reasons. First, I had…
Read MoreSlight detour today. I had planned to write about Patañjali’s tools but I received an email this morning that gives me reason to go a slightly different way…
Read MoreAs Wasatch School of Yoga’s Year of Yoga begins Staurday, a post on what Yoga is and is not would be helpful about now. None of what…
Read MoreYesterday I shared my plans for my birthday: 108 rounds of sun salutation, Surya Namaskar, and a start to a year of yoga. I know that it’s a…
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