Take this quick quiz to find out:
What comes to mind when you read the following WORDS?:
B. a baloney sandwich
C. a trendy exercise that is sweeping the nation as a billion-dollar industry
D. a psycho-spiritual discipline by which one seeks to achieve universal integration
E. my personal way of life
DOWNWARD FACING DOG:
A. How dare you?!!
B. my friend, Sparky, eating from his dish
C. That has a catchy ring to it.
D. a magnificent pose performed by my canine
E. a magnificent yoga posture I have practiced since birth (in Sanskrit, it is called Adho Mukha Svanasana)
Bhakti is Love of another kind. It is deep and steadfast devotion.
Recently an STF sent me an email with the following message:
“On a different note, I want to ask you a question about devotion. When did you learn the meaning of devotion? And how? I feel like there are so many different things to be devoted to—yoga, work, lovers, ourselves—but I have found it challenging, at times, to sustain that devotion. Any insight would be invaluable.”
In a later conversation she expounded that devotion was something she had always been afraid of, but had come to see in it both beauty and strength. She found that having devotion in her everyday life was the challenge. She is not the first STF to inquire about bhakti, heart wide open and ready to experience Love of another kind.
The Sufi poet, Rumi, wrote: “Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.” This is the challenge of the bhakti yogin: to remove the barriers to Love.
Bhakti is a beautiful mystery. It cannot be feigned, but it must be practiced...
Happy Winter Solstice!
These wintery days and long nights provide stillness for deep reflection and contemplation. Honor where you have been, what you have become. Meditate on where you're going. What is your true heart's desire? Underneath the snow and ice, the soil is rich and ready to germinate the seeds of your most authentic intentions. Shed the layers of limitation! A new year, full of potential, is just around the corner.
Inner Power Yoga® Teacher Trainings and Yoga Psychology Workshops will be offered in 2015. If you aim to begin yoga, to teach yoga or to deepen your beautiful practice, don't hesitate! As JoJo says in the video below: "If you have been thinking about it, you are meant to do it." Do it!...Just do it.
My life has been relatively easy...but we all have our struggles.
Drugs, Sex and Rock and Roll riddled my 20s with plenty of strife, from abusive relationships to terminated pregnancy.
Today, I am grateful to be drug-free. I am grateful that sex has a meaningful and sacred place in my life. And Rock and Roll? Well, I will always be grateful for Rock and Roll!
But what amazes me more than anything is the transformational power of Love. I am so grateful for all the different ways and flavors of Love. And I am grateful for all the gifts it brings...
By Shannon Paige
When asked to share my feelings on gratitude, what I was most grateful for, and to offer something that might inspire that feeling in others, I smiled and knew just what I would share. Just over a month ago, at the ripe old age of 42, I legally adopted a 20-year-old woman named Victoria Devine. To those who don’t know me well, this decision seemed a little odd. To those who do know me, it may have seemed perfectly in step with my unconventional way of walking my own path through this world. In truth, it was one of the most natural, positive, and profound decisions I have ever made...
By Benjy Wertheimer
As we approach Thanksgiving this year, I am reminded of one of the most incredible (and improbable) founts of gratitude I’ve ever known. Sometimes the most challenging experiences of our lives offer us the greatest opportunity to recognize how blessed we are.
Almost exactly three years ago, one of the events I always fear most – while logging literally hundreds of thousands of miles on tour – happened to us in South Dakota en route to the final three dates of our national tour in autumn of 2011...
By Karrus Hayes
There are people who should always be remembered in your life for the important role they have played, and such people deserve your appreciation at all times.
Growing up in West Africa, my parents and I were under a lot of constraint and without any hope of education, but God’s plan was different:
I grew up to be a good boy and son, but I was not just a good boy. I grew up as a Christian with a great love for God. One important thing I have learned is to love others, especially the less fortunate kids who are in educational need. I always relate my case to the situation surrounding them...
By Deborah Redding
I continue to learn the value in practicing thankfulness. Sometimes it seems easy, splashing over my soul, brimming over, making my heart almost giddy with gratitude. Sometimes it's more difficult to take control of ungrateful thoughts, feelings, and attitudes, and point them in a new direction. Gratitude is always valuable. It reminds me of what my natural state can be. It keeps the door open for deeper insights and spiritual benefits. Think about it - few things can shut us down or close us off like an ungrateful heart. So I'm tapping into thanksgiving! I am oh so grateful for the health I DO have and the things I can DO and the power of possibilities in my limited, every- day life. I'm giving thanks for the power of gratitude to make the heart joyful this thanksgiving.
By Emmanuel Freemen
A few things I am grateful for, and they are the things that have changed my life and my story.
Namely, I am grateful for knowing Shakti and being my Yoga teacher.
I'm grateful for coming across inspiring Shakti.
I'm grateful for life.
I'm grateful for peace.
I'm grateful for inner-peace.
I'm grateful for self-awareness.
I'm grateful for learning yoga.
I'm grateful for not being effected by Ebola.
I'm grateful for my family and friends.
By Laura Wade Jaster
I cannot say I am grateful my brother died; I cannot, since I would do nearly anything to have him back. The past three years since Andrew’s sudden, luminous death devoured me with every excruciating icy bite of grief. That single event left a space in my life I don’t have a name for; but sometimes when my heart contracts around those shards of glass, those broken impossible pieces, when I stay with them long enough, they give rise to a beautiful question…that question has something to do with knowing how to live; now, again, perhaps for the first time...