Okay- here’s the schedule:
Mondays 7-8 p.m.- Holy Cross Academy Frdericksburg: Over forty yoga for amazing strength and growth
Tuesday: 5:30-6:30 a.m. Stafford House of Yoga: HOT Ashtanga variations. All levels.
Wednesday: 5:15-8:00 a.m Mysore at Willowmere. (Willowmere Wednesday!)
Thursday: 5:30-6:30 a.m. Stafford House of Yoga: HOT Ashtanga variations. All levels.
Friday: 4-5 pm All Levels. Stafford House of Yoga.
Saturday: Email email@example.com for workshop schedule.
Sunday 4-5:30 pm Restorative yoga. Stafford House of Yoga.
Laughter Yoga will be at the studio 2769 Jeff Davis Highway Saturday, March 31 9:00-9:30 am!
Wednesday 6:30-7:30 am HOT / Ashtanga Beginners yoga class is now held at my home. Email firstname.lastname@example.org for location! This class can fill up so please RSVP by Tuesday at 6:00 pm.
Thursday 10:30-11;30 am General/ All Practice at the studio.
Friday: 6:30- 7:30 pm HOT Yoga ,7:30-8:45 pm Candlelight Restorative
Coming Soon: Monthly workshop- Yoga for Equestrians! Develop your mind/body connection, balance in riding, and share with your horse.
Ashtanga Beginners: Build strength and agility even if you haven’t moved in years! Awaken your connection to your body in this Pre-power yoga early morning workout. A perfect class to build a home practice from.
General: An eccelctic practice blending vinyasa flow with specific alignment and poses held for longer breath duration. Improve stamina, focus the mind and feel great! This class is appropriate for all levels of practitioner including expecting mothers, and practitioners healing from injuires.
Hot Yoga: A challenging practice conducted in a very HOT room! Cleanse your system, strengthen, stretch and envigorate your body in an optimal environment. Have great fun with this energetic no holds barred practice.
Restorative Yoga: A slow, deeply relaxing practice incorporating meditation and supported poses held for long durations. This class is conducted by CANDLELIGHT!
Wednesday 6:30-7:30 am Ashtanga Beginners
Thursday 10:00-11:15 am General
Friday 6:30-7:30 pm Hot Yoga
Friday 7:30-8:45 pm Restorative Yoga
Single class $8
Both Friday night classes $15
All classes are held at the AKK Shin Dojo, 2769 JD Hwy, Stafford in the Aquia Park shopping center. Next door to the Gelato Cafe.
What am I doing and why?
Svadhyaya comes later in the 8 limbs- and this morning when I asked myself what I was going to practice today, my reply was “nothing! ”
I am a doer. I’m always doing something and I put off doing what I feel the urge to do until other things are done. Today is one of my semi-annual days off.
Today, I said, no agenda, just do whatever. I tied the horses to the fence and had my breakfast outside watching them eat over grown grass behind the house. I finished reading Social Media Marketing for Dummies. I took some notes. I got my oldest kid to do his home eye therapy.
And I’m practicing svadhyaya, self observation. It’s an interesting one, one that opens the realm of joy with one small and slghtly tarnished key. The key of not taking the ego and it’s desires, patter etc remotely seriously.
Can I just follow urges without an agenda? Can I step outside of myself and just follow . . . .my urge to . . .
go fix the chicken coop. Last night some predator ate one of my new layers for this season. I want to make sure she or he can’t get back in. I did put on jeans, but I am still wearing my pajama top. I wonder if svadhyaya has room for going about all day in one’s pajamas. ?.
It began with me lying awake at 4 this morning imagining things. One week ago a friend, a client , was in a truly terrible and not insignificantly injurious car accident. Right at the end of my road. Right after a coaching. I have been trying to see her, to speak with her at least on the phone for 8 days. She has even tried calling me back. Somehow, she is harder to get to than some celebrities I’ve worked with. So in this morning’s wee hours I was lying in bed crafting ways to get to see her. I came down at five and opened my yoga teacher training book looking for advice. I received:
It was immediately obvious to me that the aspect of saucha I most needed was cleanliness of heart, the purity that allows us simply to love and to treat others with sincere and gentle loving kindness. Saucha as the clean heart that allows us to love, to smile, to be alive in the world. Um. Well. It’s tricky to generate that when your environment looks like this:
I am not proud of this. I know better. So before I sat down to write, before I rolled out my mat, I practiced.
I feel much better now. While waiting for all these pics to upload, I did a short form ashtanga practice which sounds much flashier that it was. (I had to sweep the floor and put a puzzle away to clear space.) I’m going really slow these days, asana-wise. It feels like taking a step backward, but what is really happening is I am choosing to strengthen muscles (like the serratus) so that I can do the poses correctly, not just barrel through them aligning myself for future injury. Cleaning my space is allowing me room to take some other things slowly and thoroughly too, like practicing loving kindness toward the stinkers, I mean people, who also love my friend and who are fighting their own battles that I know nothing of. Sigh. Today I will go and I will practice with them in person.
Cleanliness. Maybe the slow asana practice is dusting out my ego. . .
This cold lasted over a month. About a week before I had stopped doing Ashtanga every morning. (Mistake?) I don’t remember why I stopped- I think I actually got fed up with being crawled on by early rising children and the house had turned cold. So the discomfort threw me. Meanwhile the cold made me more and more tired, so my ego drove me to practice harder and sweat it out. (Mistake!) As it turned out, only two things offered relief. Sleep and Sirsasana (headstand).
When I finally surrendered to those two things, I healed. If only I had done it sooner. . .
Aside: I keep trying to download some video from my Laughter Yoga training and it’s not going too well. I’ll keep working on it though so you can see what Laughter Yoga looks like. . .