Elevation. Once you finally make your way to a mountain top, you take that last step, exhale, slowdown the breath, put your backpack down, have a sip of water. As you drink, you turn around and take in the view. The base is far below. The sky is wide open and the clouds are greeting…Read more »
Category: Forrest yoga
The Colorado journey: a morning yoga home practice. Mom on the mat.
This is not my home. Not where I grew up. No childhood memories here. I am not in any school yearbook. This is not even my home away from home. This is a place where I feel how far I am from home. People don’t speak my language. I love being here. But what about…Read more »
The Colorado journey: yoga for those who enjoy the forbidden: running, biking and hiking.
I didn’t come to yoga from ballet or gymnastics. I wasn’t born with hyper flexibility in my joints. On the contrary, I came to yoga from a place of tight hamstrings, internally rotating hips and an iliotibial band that is constantly begging for release. Years and years before I took my first yoga class, I…Read more »