The new job has been keeping pretty busy. And I’ve been thinking about Martinis, despite not being able to post as much.
So, even though all my yoga lately has been done in a mat in my living room (and squeezed in sometimes while brushing my teeth in the bathroom, or while waiting for the tea to whistle…) I thought it might be nice to look back at the best of Mat Goes Here posts.
Check them all out here.
I am ready to restore.
I’m heading up to New Hampshire, where I hear it’s really and truly autumn, to Dragonfly Yoga Barn. I haven’t been there before but I have to tell you, this place looks amazing. It’s a Yoga Barn, you guys. Yoga. Barn.
Twice a year I assist my teacher in a program called Refilling Your Well. It’s a nurturing retreat that helps teach the science of stress and stress-reduction. Learning what truly nurtures them, students are encouraged to ‘put the oxygen mask’ on themselves first, so that they are healthy and strong when they take care of others.
It’s wisdom I know in my head, and more and more, feel in my body. Which is why I’m so excited to assist yet another restorative retreat coming up this weekend. I’m helping out a long-time friend of mine from back in the Kripalu days as she leads a Gentle Yoga and Yoga Nidra program. I know there will be lots of setup (bolsters, blankets, backjacks) but I also think there will be time for hot tubs, and hikes, and being still. Remember being still? Ever? I barely do. And I’m so looking forward to it.
This morning I taught my ‘Yoga With A View’ corporate yoga class, from the roof of the office building over looking Central Park. And I completely nerded out. Talking about the squeeze-and-soak benefits of eagle pose from this place – all the way up here – I felt high.
I imagined teaching before I ever took a training. I could close my eyes and feel the class. That’s why when I found the right teacher training, it didn’t matter that I was scared. I knew I had to do it.
For years after that, I didn’t teach regularly. I played with the balance of teaching and working my day job. And now – with this small, beautiful class and a kids’ yoga session starting up in the fall – I am just so completely grateful.
That’s all, kids. I just wanted to be grateful and feel good and share it. That’s it. Just high.
Oh you guys. I’ve been posting here with relative regularity for something like six years. A girl gets tired and introspective sometimes. And other times a girl just wants to go outside for a walk and live life away from the keyboard. I think that’s what I’m going to do for a while.
I’ll likely post here and there when the mood strikes, but I’ll apologize in advance for letting go of the three-post-a-week schedule for a little while.
For those of you interested, here are short links to some of the series I’ve been posting lately.
Wild Asana Archive
Mat Goes Here Archive
This & That Archive
Notes From a Newbie posts
I’ll still be around on Facebook posting a bon mot here and there if you’d like to visit and say hello! I’d love to hear from you.
I’ve been staring at the image above from Christian Chaize for what seems like years.
This week I’m revisiting the Pacific Northwest in my mind. Maybe I’m just in the mood for a hike. There’s something about the canopy of tress, the filtered sunlight, the smell. I actually really miss that feeling of taking off my hikers after a good, long climb.
Now I’m imagining taking a yoga break on one of these rough hewn bridges. Doing tree pose among the tress. Stretching my hamstrings. Smelling the earth around me. Taking a deep breath.
I love a good boho interior. The natural wood beams, the patina on the walls. I imagine the people who live here putter around in bare feet all the time, eat exotic food with their fingers and plan world travels.
I could see baring my feet and skipping the mat in lieu of one of those layered rugs to get my bohemian yoga sutras on.
The interior on the left is from A Perfect Gray. The image on the right was found on Desire to Inspire.
The other day I came home from work early. When I walked through the front door -wham- I could not believe the light in the apartment.
I would love to lay down my mat by either of these large-scale windows and soak up the sun.
The image on the left is from Luis Barragan and can be found here. The image on the right is from The Poetry of Material Things. P.S. I can lose hours on this site.