As Ana would say, learn to turn your shit into fertilizer.
As Ana would say, learn to turn your shit into fertilizer.
Today I am thankful for binds that help me move stuck energy through my spine #yogini #yogagram #yogaeverydamnday #fitstagram #binding #flexibility #stuckenergy
Tick tocks, dolphin-forearm stand-wheel-forearm stand-dolphin
Bound head to ankle pose, I’ve been working on this one for a while and it’s finally paid off! #yogagram #yogini #yogaeverydamnday #binding #fitstagram #flexibility #rootyogacenter
This article could not have popped up at a more perfect time. I’ve been practicing power yoga for about 10 years now and just these past few months I’ve started to question what I’m doing, why I’m doing it, and where the hell I belong. Don’t get me wrong, I practice because I love what it does for me, but I am finding myself to be such a cynic, because I don’t want to feel like I’m part of another religion.
I love doing yoga, because it prevents me from having physical pain. I also love doing yoga, because it forces me to stop for a moment, accept that I have dramatic emotional responses and and an anxious brain, and take control of it.
I don’t call myself a “yogi” as often any more and I try to avoid any sort of chanting or religious text in my practice, because I don’t feel like it defines me. I don’t want to tell you about the dance of Shiva, because I don’t believe Shiva is watching over me. I love energy and symbolism that reminds me of my own strengths, but I don’t want to pray to any Gods.
I want to be a human being that has human experiences; I want to eat bread because it tastes delicious and enjoy chocolate that isn’t always good for me, not live on raw foods because everyone else is. I want to practice yoga, because it keeps me in shape and prevents me from going to a doctor, not because it brings me closer to enlightenment.
I also want to feel like I’m a better person because of my practice and I want to teach to inspire others to feel the same. There are days I’ve walk into studios and felt judged, and I don’t want to that. I want to feel like my hard work is honored, not mocked because I’m not some ambassador of some expensive clothing company.
I often wonder if perhaps I ask too many questions. Is my ego so big that I can’t just trust the people around me? Am I missing the point, because I don’t feel benevolent towards everyone I meet? I struggle feeling as though I don’t belong sometimes, but then again, isn’t the ability to ask questions what makes us human in the first place?…
“Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day.” - Rainer Maria Rilke
The homemade Egg McMuffin 🍳 with egg, ham, swiss, and sprouted grain english muffin served with a side baked sweet potato tots 🍠☕️ #saynotogmo #eggmcmuffin #breakfastofchampions #breakfast #homemade #healthy
It’s pretty uncommon for two teachers to teach a class the exact same way, but what you will find in almost every yoga class, at least what you SHOULD find, is reminders to breathe.
It seems simple enough, breathing is essentially what keeps us alive. If we stopped breathing, we’d stop receiving oxygen to the brain and we would die. And if we know the breath is such a key component to living, why on earth would our yoga teachers have to remind us all the damn time?
Next time you find yourself in a yoga class, I encourage you to pay attention to your breath. Are you breathing? How steady is your breath? Are you about to turn purple in the face and fall out of your handstand? It’s probably because you’re holding your breath.
When our body is being forced into odd positions that strain our muscles, it’s easy to forget to take a deep breath. Ever noticed how short the breath gets when you’re fighting with a loved one? Or when your boss approaches you at work picking at the things you didn’t accomplish rather than appreciating the things you did? It’s the same response we see when we are being physically challenged. In those moments of fear, frustration, and sometimes anguish, our body’s natural response is to either fight back or run away. Fight and you lose the breath, run away and you shorten the breath.
What if you took a moment to stop and catch your breath? Again, it’s that simple. When you remind yourself to breathe your body will respond in a similar way. It will elongate, relax, and it will help you let go of some of that pain you’re so unknowingly determined to hold on to.
Place your hand on your chest for just a moment. Are you breathing right now? Good, keep doing that. Walk forward in life, stop gripping on to the current state that’s not making your soul or your yoga practice happy, and breathe…
The great pumpkin protein smoothie! #vegaone #pumpkin #banana #grassfedmilk #vanilla and #cinnamon #gethealthy #fall #smoothie #delicious #fitstagram #preyogafuel
Yoga on the River July 2013 #yoga #yogagirl #yogaevent #yogaeverydamnday #denver #community #fitstagram #fitgirl #strong #rootyogaevent #rootyoga
My very own homemade sprouted almond milk! 1c almonds, 3c filters water, jar and let sit for 48 hours, then blend with a spoonful of local honey and strain pulp. You can save the pulp for later and use it as a spread on fruit, or add it to smoothies. I’ve finally become domestic paleo! #paleo #primal #dairyfree #almondmilk #sproutedalmonds #homemade #primaldiet #cavemandiet #buylocal #localhoney #fitgirl #healthyliving #foodporn