This holiday season, the words I kept repeating to myself were “good enough.” Good enough, as in, who needs perfect? I recently read Big Magic, by Elizabeth Gilbert, about living a creative life. In one section, she writes about her creative process
My favorite yoga pose is uttanasana. This pose was for a long time my least favorite, in all of its manifestations, and I resisted it. Why? It revealed where in my body I held darkness.
I have been really enjoying teaching in recent weeks. It can be a balancing act wearing both hats of teacher and studio owner, but I wouldn’t change it for the world.
I invite you to bring Beginner’s Mind to your practice and to your life this month. What would it be like if you didn’t have to get it right? If you didn’t have to be perfect? What if you allowed yourself to be a beginner, to make mistakes, without self-judgement and self-criticism? What if you could approach anything from a place of being brand new?
I have a confession to make. I don’t love Savasana. I know. Shocking. I think it’s the whole idea that...
Tabitha joined the Source Yoga teaching staff in 2014, and students have been enjoying her gentle nature since then. She brings an inner quiet to all she does.
In The Princess Bride, one of my favorite movies, the evil prince Humperdinck has dragged Princess Buttercup to the altar. There’s a great deal of noise outside the castle, and he knows that her true love Westley is coming to save her in a matter of minutes.
I recently returned from a 5-day silent meditation retreat. Before I go any farther, let me assure you that it is not like going on vacation.
Rachelle Koren has been teaching at Source Yoga on and off for about a year. She brings a true passion for yoga and personal growth to her classes, and loves helping people slow down.
Normally, I’d be all about the homework. I am one of those people who’s ridiculously happy to be a lifelong student. I have 2 grad school degrees, for goodness’ sake. I miss taking classes besides yoga. But I have to admit that the MBSR homework is a struggle.
I completed my first yoga teacher training in September, 2000, at Ghost Rach, New Mexico. This was an intensive training,...
I’ve meditated at the pool with my kids, believe it or not. (Don’t worry—they are old enough to swim on their own, around lifeguards.) Several times this summer, I was at the wading pool and sat quietly in the water. Closing my eyes, listening to the water falling around me, the sounds of the water splashing, feeling the sunlight warm on my eyelids. Swaying gently when other kids are running in the water around me. I’ve meditated at the wave pool, and it’s a beautiful image now, the ruffled waves coming into and crashing, the pull of the water as it receded. I’ve even taken time to meditate on the ferry. Those seconds stretch into minutes, the minutes into time without measure.