And yes, I know that I am completely ridiculous.
And I am totally ok with it.
How are you ringing in the Spring?
Did you know that you get to create what you want?
Check out my Newsletter to see what I mean...
Happy Spring everyone!
xo M.
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Friday, March 22, 2013
It's SPRING! No really...It is!
Here is what I have been up to in order to ring in the season:
And yes, I know that I am completely ridiculous.
And I am totally ok with it.
How are you ringing in the Spring?
Did you know that you get to create what you want?
Check out my Newsletter to see what I mean...
Happy Spring everyone!
xo M.
And yes, I know that I am completely ridiculous.
And I am totally ok with it.
How are you ringing in the Spring?
Did you know that you get to create what you want?
Check out my Newsletter to see what I mean...
Happy Spring everyone!
xo M.
Friday, December 21, 2012
Honouring Winter Solstice 2012
I love New Beginnings: Solstice, Equinox, New Year's, Birthdays... anything to re-affirm that the past can simply be the past and that I can always 'start over'. I can show up in a new way. I can be more 'me' than I have ever dared to be before.
Today is Winter Solstice, it's a New Beginning. I wanted to honour this New Beginning with a ceremony of sorts. It is not a traditional ceremony, but a personal one. This is my way of honouring Mother Earth, our Ancestors, my family, community and humanity as a whole.
Yesterday I shared a story about how yoga Serves me. Today I wanted to show the other side. This is one of the ways in which I choose to Serve. I Serve through my practice. I Serve by grounding my practice in an intention:
It is my intention that this practice nourishes my mind, body and soul, in order that I may hold a space of love for myself and for others. May I awaken to the truth of who I am, and may I live from this place of truth. May this practice benefit and Serve others, and allow us to see that we are One.
As we welcome back the light of the sun, may we all remember who we really are and live from this place of light and peace.
Namaste.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Yoga: Part of my path to healing
Yoga is one of the most beautiful things that I 'do'. It has helped me to heal my mind, body and soul in so many more ways than I could have ever imagined.
I came to yoga 12 years ago, attracted to it purely for its apparent physical benefits. An avid runner at the time, I was floating from injury to injury, training for race after race, and often finding myself laid up on race day. I also played volleyball and worked out at the gym regularly. And yet, I wasn't healthy. Not really anyway. Around that time, I weighed about 140 pounds, and I was extremely dissatisfied with the state of my body.
Looking back, this negative body image began when I was quite young, around the age of 12. For some reason, I began to believe that my body should look different than it did. I began to compare my body with those of the other girls around me, and eventually, I came to see myself as fat. The odd thing is, that at the time, this couldn't have been further from the truth. Looking back, I wasn't even remotely fat, and yet, that is what I saw when I looked in the mirror.
The more I believed this lie, the more deeply it became ingrained, and I found myself at war with food. The relationship between food and my body continued to de-volve, eventually leading to purging behaviour. I knew that what I was doing was wrong, that it wasn't healthy, that it was destructive, and yet, I proceeded to do it anyway. I was ashamed of this behaviour and therefore kept it hidden, and yet on some level it gave me such an extreme sense of satisfaction, a sense of control.
While I managed to leave the purging behaviour behind at the age of 20, the thoughts that caused it in the first place were still firmly in place.
It has taken me 20 years to heal these thoughts.
I won't go in to the drawn-out details of this journey here (if you want to know more, it is in my book which will be available sometime this spring), but what I will tell you is this:
In order to change the thoughts that I was having about my body and food, I had to admit them, first to myself and eventually to others. It was only one year ago that I finally got at one of the 'darkest' thoughts that I was having about my body ('I am gross'). Since that time, I can tell you that this thought is gone. It isn't true and it never was. Yoga has played a huge role in healing that part of the story.
The interesting thing is (and this is the mind-body connection in action for you), when I healed my mind (aka changed the thought), my physical body responded in a way that it never had before. Today, my body is the healthiest that it has even been... literally. In fact, I had a check-up with my family doctor the other day b/c he wanted to be certain that everything was 'on track'. My doctor has been with me every step of the way on this journey and he wanted to be sure that my weight loss over the past year was the result of new and healthy behaviours instead of old, unhealthy ones. And fair enough. I am glad that he is looking out for me.
The results speak for themselves. Since the purging behaviours began I have struggled with anemia - at times so severe that I required subcutaneous injections of iron into my backside (this is not an enjoyable thing, trust me). So, when my doctor found out that I now eat a mostly plant-based diet, he was understandably concerned and asked me to have some blood tests done. I am delighted to be able to say that all is well. In fact, my numbers are amazing. What's more, my BMI (body mass index - in my opinion a great indicator of overall health), is the best that it's been since I was in high school. To give you an overall idea - the healthy range for BMI is between 18.5-24.9. For years (including when I was running and working out), my BMI was around 23-24, and even crept up past 25. Now? It is at 21.
Now, I know that yoga isn't everyone's cup of tea, and that's ok. What is not ok is telling yourself destructive stories, thoughts ranging from overly critical all the way to down right cruel.
A lot of people enjoy a healthy mind-body connection. They don't obsess about their figure, their weight, their reflection in the mirror... but the truth is, a lot of people do.
This post is an invitation. An invitation to look past the reflection in the mirror (and if you enjoy your own reflection, then look past the reflection of the physical appearance of others). Our physical appearance? It isn't real. It isn't real because it isn't permanent. What's real is what lies beneath. The truth of who we are. We are not our bodies, and yet our bodies are an amazing tool that we can use to express our deeper selves. They are vessels. Conduits. And they are worthy of gratitude, love and care.
Today, this is how yoga Serves me. It allows me to express the 'me' that lies beneath. The real me. The shiny me. Yoga has become an expression from my soul.
The above picture makes me laugh. In August of 2011 I posted this entry, talking about how 'yoga is my skinny jeans'. Funny thing is? I am actually wearing my 'skinny' jeans in the above picture. Ha!
Much love to you and many Blessings this Holiday Season!
Maren xo
PS: Stop by tomorrow for more yoga love... in honour of Winter Solstice 2012 and FIERCE Friday, I am going to be sharing another yoga video.
I came to yoga 12 years ago, attracted to it purely for its apparent physical benefits. An avid runner at the time, I was floating from injury to injury, training for race after race, and often finding myself laid up on race day. I also played volleyball and worked out at the gym regularly. And yet, I wasn't healthy. Not really anyway. Around that time, I weighed about 140 pounds, and I was extremely dissatisfied with the state of my body.
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| Me at 21 |
Looking back, this negative body image began when I was quite young, around the age of 12. For some reason, I began to believe that my body should look different than it did. I began to compare my body with those of the other girls around me, and eventually, I came to see myself as fat. The odd thing is, that at the time, this couldn't have been further from the truth. Looking back, I wasn't even remotely fat, and yet, that is what I saw when I looked in the mirror.
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| Me at 18 |
The more I believed this lie, the more deeply it became ingrained, and I found myself at war with food. The relationship between food and my body continued to de-volve, eventually leading to purging behaviour. I knew that what I was doing was wrong, that it wasn't healthy, that it was destructive, and yet, I proceeded to do it anyway. I was ashamed of this behaviour and therefore kept it hidden, and yet on some level it gave me such an extreme sense of satisfaction, a sense of control.
While I managed to leave the purging behaviour behind at the age of 20, the thoughts that caused it in the first place were still firmly in place.
It has taken me 20 years to heal these thoughts.
I won't go in to the drawn-out details of this journey here (if you want to know more, it is in my book which will be available sometime this spring), but what I will tell you is this:
In order to change the thoughts that I was having about my body and food, I had to admit them, first to myself and eventually to others. It was only one year ago that I finally got at one of the 'darkest' thoughts that I was having about my body ('I am gross'). Since that time, I can tell you that this thought is gone. It isn't true and it never was. Yoga has played a huge role in healing that part of the story.
The interesting thing is (and this is the mind-body connection in action for you), when I healed my mind (aka changed the thought), my physical body responded in a way that it never had before. Today, my body is the healthiest that it has even been... literally. In fact, I had a check-up with my family doctor the other day b/c he wanted to be certain that everything was 'on track'. My doctor has been with me every step of the way on this journey and he wanted to be sure that my weight loss over the past year was the result of new and healthy behaviours instead of old, unhealthy ones. And fair enough. I am glad that he is looking out for me.
The results speak for themselves. Since the purging behaviours began I have struggled with anemia - at times so severe that I required subcutaneous injections of iron into my backside (this is not an enjoyable thing, trust me). So, when my doctor found out that I now eat a mostly plant-based diet, he was understandably concerned and asked me to have some blood tests done. I am delighted to be able to say that all is well. In fact, my numbers are amazing. What's more, my BMI (body mass index - in my opinion a great indicator of overall health), is the best that it's been since I was in high school. To give you an overall idea - the healthy range for BMI is between 18.5-24.9. For years (including when I was running and working out), my BMI was around 23-24, and even crept up past 25. Now? It is at 21.
Now, I know that yoga isn't everyone's cup of tea, and that's ok. What is not ok is telling yourself destructive stories, thoughts ranging from overly critical all the way to down right cruel.
A lot of people enjoy a healthy mind-body connection. They don't obsess about their figure, their weight, their reflection in the mirror... but the truth is, a lot of people do.
This post is an invitation. An invitation to look past the reflection in the mirror (and if you enjoy your own reflection, then look past the reflection of the physical appearance of others). Our physical appearance? It isn't real. It isn't real because it isn't permanent. What's real is what lies beneath. The truth of who we are. We are not our bodies, and yet our bodies are an amazing tool that we can use to express our deeper selves. They are vessels. Conduits. And they are worthy of gratitude, love and care.
Today, this is how yoga Serves me. It allows me to express the 'me' that lies beneath. The real me. The shiny me. Yoga has become an expression from my soul.
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| Me at 33 (present) |
The above picture makes me laugh. In August of 2011 I posted this entry, talking about how 'yoga is my skinny jeans'. Funny thing is? I am actually wearing my 'skinny' jeans in the above picture. Ha!
Much love to you and many Blessings this Holiday Season!
Maren xo
PS: Stop by tomorrow for more yoga love... in honour of Winter Solstice 2012 and FIERCE Friday, I am going to be sharing another yoga video.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
When all else fails...
Feeling a bit lost today...
Cure = yoga. A home practice to be exact. AND, I have always wanted to do one these videos.
I am so not a techie. But I figured it out. And I will only get better. And I love how I look like I was dipped in silver. And I love my home practice.
For all of you 'twitterers': #bucketlist, #homepractice, #yoga, #bliss
Forgot the song credit: Everything at Once by Lenka. Love it.
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Getting comfortable with discomfort - Part I
I am back after another brief blogging hiatus. I have been travelling quite a bit over the past few weeks, my first trip taking me to Vancouver to partake in a 50 hour Yin Yoga workshop with Bernie Clark. This workshop was transformational. I know, I know, more about transformation, but as someone who had previously engaged almost exclusively in the world of the more yang-styles of the practice, this workshop absolutely blew my mind!
The theme of the week for me was 'getting comfortable with discomfort'. Yin yoga is a style of yoga where you perform a relatively few number of postures and hold each of them for a long time. It is done mostly on the floor and a lot of props are often used to help you stay supported in the pose. The main idea is to get the muscles to fully relax so that you can exercise the joints and connective tissues of the body. What does it feel like? Well, it feels like whatever part of the body you are targeting is in traction! And if you have never had traction, well, it is kind of like having braces. If you haven't had either, well you must be perfect and not need yin yoga. No, I am just kidding. Yin yoga is for everyone, and for those of you who have never experienced anything like it, the sensation that you are trying to create is a bit of a dull, achy sensation. In other words, its a bit uncomfortable.
But this is only the physical side of the practice. This style of yoga also has energetic benefits. It works to unblock the energy meridians of the body -- the same ones that acupuncture and acupressure work on. One of the catch phrases in Yin is that we all have 'issues in the tissues'. This is alluding to the fact that we store emotions in our body as energy and when we unblock these meridians, these emotions come bubbling up again. This is creates a wonderful opportunity to release this stored energy, which is very good for us, however, it can be quite uncomfortable.
What is more, Yin yoga also has many benefits for the mind. Given how still you are for most of the practice, it is quite meditative in nature. Again, this practice is quite rigorous in that it is asking you to quiet the mind amidst the relative chaos that is happening in the body - more about getting comfortable with the discomfort.
Not surprisingly, my need to get in touch with my 'Yin-side' (haha, no pun intended, but it is funny, get it? In-side?) spilled out into the rest of my trip. I felt like I was being tested - as if the Universe was saying, 'so you want to be more Yin do you...' For starters, we had to get up each day at 5:30 in order to get to the sessions on time. I am not a morning person and I typically to do not enjoy getting up so early. Okay, that is a HUGE understatement. Being tired is one sensation that I loathe and waking up after so few hours of sleep (I was staying with two friends and we tended to stay up LATE) would normally send me into a state of complete and utter panic. This has been the case since I was a young child, and my family learned to steer clear of me in the morning lest they say the wrong thing or look at me the wrong way. For me, being tired, especially first thing in the morning when my blood sugar is so low, is very uncomfortable.
I would be lying if I said that I woke up each day with a huge grin on my face, but I did manage to keep myself calm, cool, and collected. My only incidents were on the first day where I nearly threw up as I was signing in at the studio (darn low blood sugar), and nearly knocking myself out as I left the house one morning, but otherwise, I simply took deep breaths into my low belly and rode out the discomfort I was experiencing. I was surprised at how quickly the discomfort surrendered into ease.
More tests arose throughout the week, needing to sit on the floor for long periods of time, doing a lot of walking in shoes that had no business doing so, sharing a small space with two lovely gals and not getting on each others nerves and more. In the end, I have to say that it was all much, much easier than I thought it would be. I had a lot of fears going into the week, many of which turned out to be unfounded. As I said at the beginning of this post, overall it was a great experience. I learned a TON of information that I will be integrating in both my classes at the studio and my retreats in Nordegg.
As Bernie would say, 'Yin is IN'... and I would have to agree!
Much love,
MareBare xoxo
P.S. If you want to know more about where I took this course: click here:
Semperviva Studios in Vancouver, BC
P.P.S Stay tuned for Part II of this post (coming soon) -- I took my new Yin-self into the backcountry with three beautiful gals!
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| One of the original 'Yinsters' and a MASTER teacher: Bernie Clark |
The theme of the week for me was 'getting comfortable with discomfort'. Yin yoga is a style of yoga where you perform a relatively few number of postures and hold each of them for a long time. It is done mostly on the floor and a lot of props are often used to help you stay supported in the pose. The main idea is to get the muscles to fully relax so that you can exercise the joints and connective tissues of the body. What does it feel like? Well, it feels like whatever part of the body you are targeting is in traction! And if you have never had traction, well, it is kind of like having braces. If you haven't had either, well you must be perfect and not need yin yoga. No, I am just kidding. Yin yoga is for everyone, and for those of you who have never experienced anything like it, the sensation that you are trying to create is a bit of a dull, achy sensation. In other words, its a bit uncomfortable.
But this is only the physical side of the practice. This style of yoga also has energetic benefits. It works to unblock the energy meridians of the body -- the same ones that acupuncture and acupressure work on. One of the catch phrases in Yin is that we all have 'issues in the tissues'. This is alluding to the fact that we store emotions in our body as energy and when we unblock these meridians, these emotions come bubbling up again. This is creates a wonderful opportunity to release this stored energy, which is very good for us, however, it can be quite uncomfortable.
What is more, Yin yoga also has many benefits for the mind. Given how still you are for most of the practice, it is quite meditative in nature. Again, this practice is quite rigorous in that it is asking you to quiet the mind amidst the relative chaos that is happening in the body - more about getting comfortable with the discomfort.
Not surprisingly, my need to get in touch with my 'Yin-side' (haha, no pun intended, but it is funny, get it? In-side?) spilled out into the rest of my trip. I felt like I was being tested - as if the Universe was saying, 'so you want to be more Yin do you...' For starters, we had to get up each day at 5:30 in order to get to the sessions on time. I am not a morning person and I typically to do not enjoy getting up so early. Okay, that is a HUGE understatement. Being tired is one sensation that I loathe and waking up after so few hours of sleep (I was staying with two friends and we tended to stay up LATE) would normally send me into a state of complete and utter panic. This has been the case since I was a young child, and my family learned to steer clear of me in the morning lest they say the wrong thing or look at me the wrong way. For me, being tired, especially first thing in the morning when my blood sugar is so low, is very uncomfortable.
I would be lying if I said that I woke up each day with a huge grin on my face, but I did manage to keep myself calm, cool, and collected. My only incidents were on the first day where I nearly threw up as I was signing in at the studio (darn low blood sugar), and nearly knocking myself out as I left the house one morning, but otherwise, I simply took deep breaths into my low belly and rode out the discomfort I was experiencing. I was surprised at how quickly the discomfort surrendered into ease.
More tests arose throughout the week, needing to sit on the floor for long periods of time, doing a lot of walking in shoes that had no business doing so, sharing a small space with two lovely gals and not getting on each others nerves and more. In the end, I have to say that it was all much, much easier than I thought it would be. I had a lot of fears going into the week, many of which turned out to be unfounded. As I said at the beginning of this post, overall it was a great experience. I learned a TON of information that I will be integrating in both my classes at the studio and my retreats in Nordegg.
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| Myself and my two beautiful travelling companions and roommates: Krista and Melanie |
As Bernie would say, 'Yin is IN'... and I would have to agree!
Much love,
MareBare xoxo
P.S. If you want to know more about where I took this course: click here:
Semperviva Studios in Vancouver, BC
P.P.S Stay tuned for Part II of this post (coming soon) -- I took my new Yin-self into the backcountry with three beautiful gals!
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
One Plus One Equals... Zero?
I teach yoga on Tuesday nights. It is something that I enjoy doing and it keeps my inner passion for the practice of yoga alive and well. Now that I have committed to a more regular teaching schedule, I am working towards creating a small community of students, as I build relationships with them one by one. Prior to teaching at the studio, I taught small classes to family, friends and acquaintances and I found the adjustment to the studio difficult because I felt like I was teaching 'strangers'. As a yoga teacher, I have found that one of my 'things' is this desire to get to know my students, and my intention for each class is to be of the highest service to each and every person that comes to my class.
Meanwhile, back at 'the ranch' (I guess we shouldn't call our house that any more b/c we have moved off the farm, but I always liked this term and I am keeping it!), Trent is finishing up the bedtime routine with Chephren and then he proceeds with his Tuesday night 'man ritual'. A little Kijiji, a beer (or two) and the token violent movie on Netflix. I know this is his routine b/c when I get home after yoga, the computer is still open to the Kijiji page, the beer cans are on the counter, and the violent movie is still playing at full blast.
I abhor violent movies. I think that I always have, but I few years back I put my foot down and simply REFUSED (yes, REFUSED) to watch anything violent. I just don't see the point. Why would I fill up my 'airy fairy, peaceful' psyche with all of that senseless killing? As for Trent, he has since been missing his blood and gore and I think that on some level he is grateful to have one night of the week to 'fill his cup' with all of the manliness.
Last week we had a funny conversation when he came to bed after the movie.
M: 'I think it's kind ironic that I am going out into the world teaching yoga, doing my best to increase the positive energy in the Universe and you are sitting at home watching killing shows.'
T: 'Yeah, funny. It is like we are cancelling each other out in the Universe'...
How is that for some math?
Marebare
Meanwhile, back at 'the ranch' (I guess we shouldn't call our house that any more b/c we have moved off the farm, but I always liked this term and I am keeping it!), Trent is finishing up the bedtime routine with Chephren and then he proceeds with his Tuesday night 'man ritual'. A little Kijiji, a beer (or two) and the token violent movie on Netflix. I know this is his routine b/c when I get home after yoga, the computer is still open to the Kijiji page, the beer cans are on the counter, and the violent movie is still playing at full blast.
I abhor violent movies. I think that I always have, but I few years back I put my foot down and simply REFUSED (yes, REFUSED) to watch anything violent. I just don't see the point. Why would I fill up my 'airy fairy, peaceful' psyche with all of that senseless killing? As for Trent, he has since been missing his blood and gore and I think that on some level he is grateful to have one night of the week to 'fill his cup' with all of the manliness.
Last week we had a funny conversation when he came to bed after the movie.
M: 'I think it's kind ironic that I am going out into the world teaching yoga, doing my best to increase the positive energy in the Universe and you are sitting at home watching killing shows.'
T: 'Yeah, funny. It is like we are cancelling each other out in the Universe'...
How is that for some math?
Marebare
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Yoga is my skinny jeans...
If you haven't noticed, I have a slightly short attention span. Okay, okay, more like a mild case of ADD! (Let's just say that if that diagnosis existed back when I was in school I was a shoo-in!) Needless to say, each week (day, hour, minute) I have a new interest/passion. This is reflected oh-so-brilliantly by the stack of books by my bed. I am someone who is almost incapable of reading 'just one book' at a time.
Lucky for me, I am at the point in my life now where most of my areas of interest are simply being 'recycled', meaning that they are all hobbies that I have already pursued. I have spent most of the past 20 years being frustrated by this... wondering why I don't have the mental tenacity to 'stick with' anything. More recently though, I have tried to relax into this pattern, realizing that 'it is what it is' and that by resisting something so instrinsic to my being I am wasting a lot of energy.
Of late, I have once again renewed my passion and dedication to my yoga practice. I have been practicing yoga (somewhat consistently) for about 10 years. In 2005 I completed my 200 hr. Yoga Teacher Training down in Mexico which was truly one of the highlights of my life thus far. After giving birth to Chephren, it took me a few months to return to my practice and when I did, it was quite sporadic in nature. All of that changed when That Yoga Place - a hot yoga studio, opened up in Spruce Grove last summer. I immediately purchased a one year membership and made a re-commitment to my practice. I have also started teaching a few classes there which has been a great experience thus far.
Why am I ranting about all of this? Well, thanks to my shiny-new 'going with the flow' attitude (which I also call 'following the signs'), I have been recently introduced to a new (to me) yoga style called 'The Rocket'. Invented by the late (and great) Larry Shultz (THE yoga teacher of the Grateful Dead), it is an Ashtanga-like routine that I am told will 'get me there faster'. Really what it does is make a lot of the advanced poses (arm balances, forearm stands, handstands, etc.) accessible to everyone. Here is a cool video to give you an idea of what it looks like:
rocket on the deck from peg mulqueen on Vimeo.
Thus far, The Rocket training (and more likely the amazing teacher that I am learning from) has me re-inspired and I feel a re-ignited passion for my yoga practice. Yoga is my skinny jeans, meaning that when everything in my life is going well (which is pretty well is) then I seem to be able to reap the benefits of yoga even more... (it also helps that lots of yoga seems to help me back into my skinny jeans all over again!) What I need to work on then is making yoga my 'comfy sweats'... something that I return to EVERY SINGLE DAY because of the comfort/calm/solace that it brings me. For now though, I think I will 'enjoy the ride' of the Rocket and rock out in my skinny jeans.
Namaste,
Marebare
Lucky for me, I am at the point in my life now where most of my areas of interest are simply being 'recycled', meaning that they are all hobbies that I have already pursued. I have spent most of the past 20 years being frustrated by this... wondering why I don't have the mental tenacity to 'stick with' anything. More recently though, I have tried to relax into this pattern, realizing that 'it is what it is' and that by resisting something so instrinsic to my being I am wasting a lot of energy.
Of late, I have once again renewed my passion and dedication to my yoga practice. I have been practicing yoga (somewhat consistently) for about 10 years. In 2005 I completed my 200 hr. Yoga Teacher Training down in Mexico which was truly one of the highlights of my life thus far. After giving birth to Chephren, it took me a few months to return to my practice and when I did, it was quite sporadic in nature. All of that changed when That Yoga Place - a hot yoga studio, opened up in Spruce Grove last summer. I immediately purchased a one year membership and made a re-commitment to my practice. I have also started teaching a few classes there which has been a great experience thus far.
Why am I ranting about all of this? Well, thanks to my shiny-new 'going with the flow' attitude (which I also call 'following the signs'), I have been recently introduced to a new (to me) yoga style called 'The Rocket'. Invented by the late (and great) Larry Shultz (THE yoga teacher of the Grateful Dead), it is an Ashtanga-like routine that I am told will 'get me there faster'. Really what it does is make a lot of the advanced poses (arm balances, forearm stands, handstands, etc.) accessible to everyone. Here is a cool video to give you an idea of what it looks like:
rocket on the deck from peg mulqueen on Vimeo.
Thus far, The Rocket training (and more likely the amazing teacher that I am learning from) has me re-inspired and I feel a re-ignited passion for my yoga practice. Yoga is my skinny jeans, meaning that when everything in my life is going well (which is pretty well is) then I seem to be able to reap the benefits of yoga even more... (it also helps that lots of yoga seems to help me back into my skinny jeans all over again!) What I need to work on then is making yoga my 'comfy sweats'... something that I return to EVERY SINGLE DAY because of the comfort/calm/solace that it brings me. For now though, I think I will 'enjoy the ride' of the Rocket and rock out in my skinny jeans.
Namaste,
Marebare
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