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Today in yoga the instructor was trying to help new people stay in the room by encouraging them not to buy into the things their mind was telling them. He said, "You are not your thoughts." That sounded a little out of sync to me, even though I understood his intentions. In effect, I . . . → Read More: You ARE Your Thoughts This morning my Bikram yoga buddies and I set up our camps and then went back out in the lobby. When we entered the room again, my friend said, "Oh! The mats look so pretty!" They did, and, of course my mind took off. Here's where it went: Four mats in a hot room, lie . . . → Read More: 4 Mats In A Hot Room Today was a day that could only be described by that one word – wrestling. I woke up with a headache that wouldn't quit. For me, that makes even the mundane tasks of breakfast and teeth brushing difficult. Next came prayer and meditation. It hurt to write or read anything. So I took frequent breaks . . . → Read More: Wrestling I have been doing Bikram yoga for 22 months now, five days a week. For 16 of those 22 months nothing was ever sore or ever hurt me between classes. In the last 6 months I have had issues with different muscles. Some days my glutes would hurt. Some days my chin, first one leg, . . . → Read More: Learning About Longevity After a night on my daughter's couch I found myself awake and ready to go at 5am. Of course, being on a couch, I found myself awake more than once throughout the night and while feeling ready to get up, I was still tired after the wonderful day with my daughter, the food and drink, . . . → Read More: The Day After Bikram At the end of Bikram day in Boston I find myself safely cuddled up on my daughter's couch, HGTV on the telly, glass of red wine and a bag of Trader Joes licorice on the table beside me. The couch is next to a picture window that looks down on the street below from this . . . → Read More: Bikram Day It’s a good thing the sun didn’t make an appearance on Cape Cod today, because the humidity was off the charts. Having an engagement this morning, I had to go to the 4 pm Bikram class, giving the humidity all day to grow even more smothering than it was at 9 am. Uh..oh…here goes . . . → Read More: What Scared YOU Today? My friend Shirley, who is attending Bikram teacher training in LA, is doing a wonderful job blogging weekly about her experience there. Her blogs are detailed and give me an exact picture of just what teacher training involves. I cannot believe how hard and grueling it is. So much so that it just reinforces what . . . → Read More: Break It Down! |
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