Full Circle

When I was in my forties, I had lost some weight and decided that the next step was to get more physically active. I decided that I wanted to learn yoga and nervously signed up for my first in-person yoga class.

I did my due diligence prior to going. I called ahead and spoke to the teacher and explained that the extent of my yoga practice thus far consisted of following along with the YogaKids Videos with my son when he was little. She said that was fine! Come to the class! It’s for all levels! Keep reading

How to start your day

My friend Holly, acupuncturist and yoga teacher extraordinaire, is offering a 3 Day (Free) Yin Yang Yoga Challenge.

I love a challenge!

I also love sleep.

This challenge requires getting up at 7am (almost dawn!) three days in a row, two of which I was planning on, um, not doing that.

Then I saw Holly’s FB live last night, inviting those of us who like to sleep in (me! me!) to consider getting out of bed early to participate live. What could I do?

She had my number, as they say.
Maybe she has yours, too.

It’s not too late to join! You participate from the comfort of your own home and no special props are required—you can truly come as you are. It lasts about half an hour. Watch (and practice along!) with the replay from this morning’s class, “I am worthy”, which is posted in the group. Then join us live this Saturday and Sunday (2/1/20 and 2/2/20)  morning at 7am. Just join Holly Pelletier’s Facebook Group by clicking here: 3 Day Yin Yang Yoga Challenge Keep reading

The obstacle is the way

I used to be very active. Even though the closest studio was a bit of a hike for me to get to, I went to yoga several times a week. It wasn’t always an easy class, either, but I went.

Practicing yoga is one of my favorite ways to exercise, but somehow, I got a way from it. A series of small things occurred, not the least of which was my favorite yoga teacher (Kristen! I miss you!) moved several states away. And the less I exercised, the more I ate.

The more I ate, the smaller my yoga clothes got.

And the smaller my yoga clothes got, the less I wanted to go to yoga. Keep reading

Give it up

I was at Holy Yoga this morning and our (awesome) teacher gave us a

task: write your worries down on a post it note.  Anything you are worrying about is ‘not putting food on the table’ (I believe I am paraphrasing Susan the teacher who was quoting Max Lucado here).

We were literally going to give our worries away,  give them over to God or The Universe.

I didn’t have to think very long before I started writing my list-yes. List.

Hello. My name is Karen, and I am a Worrier.

After that was done, Susan invited us to come up and drop the notes into a bag at the front of the class before we left. She would take them and then (No! Not read them! She promised not to!) shred them. Keep reading