This was written as a tribute, ode and a love poem to the spiritual practice of hatha yoga (the yoga of asanas, or poses). Though I can no longer have as intense of a physical practice as I once did, due to a chronic cracking joint condition, my love of yoga has certainly transcended my body and become part of my day to day, minute to minute, breath to breath existence. Continue reading
I recently had the very good fortune and honor of helping edit the English translation of my Ayurveda teacher’s father’s play. Shri Daya Prakash Sinha, or, as students of Vedika (my Ayurveda school) call him, “Tataji” (an affectionate way of saying “respected grandfather”), is a celebrated playwright, a former Indian government officer and foreign diplomat, passionate historian and a leader in the field of contemporary Indian arts. The play is called “The King of Mathura.” It is based on the mythological Krishna legend, in the current context and sensibility. Telling the story of Lord Kamsa (who essential personifies the devil), the Prime Minister of India loved this play, which is also the subject of graduate and doctorate study in universities. I wrote some reflections on the personal significance of the play for me, which I thought I’d share with my blog readers: Continue reading
I recently began studying Ayurveda, a complete system of medical science from ancient India. As a homework assignment, my teacher asked us to write down all our current limiting beliefs about ourself. She said to write each one in a different color pen, with circles around each of our limiting beliefs.
It was truly an exercise in vulnerability and fearlessness. Continue reading