"Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans, since that's where you've left your heart?"
Just a couple of facts:
1) Next Saturday, 8/29/09, is the fourth anniversary of Hurricane Katrina.
2) I am teaching two classes at Charm City Yoga that day: 10-11:30 at Fells Point, 4:30-6:00 at Midtown.
This New Orleans native combined those facts in the only way possible: turning my classes into a Katrina relief benefit celebrating the music and culture of New Orleans!
Both classes will be an energizing and uplifting vinyasa flow that will be welcoming to all levels. We will be practicing to some truly awesome music--the playlist includes Dr. John, Aaron Neville, Buckwheat Zydeco, Kermit Ruffins, The Meters, Pete Fountain, Professor Longhair, Cowboy Mouth, Marcia Ball, Rebirth Brass Band, and OF COURSE Louis Armstrong, among others. And--most importantly--AT LEAST half of my take from these classes will go to Sweet Home New Orleans (www.sweethomeneworleans.org), an organization that is working to get displaced New Orleans musicians and artists back home. The more people come, the higher and higher that percentage will get!
And so I ask--nay, beg!--you to please please please come to one of my classes on this coming Saturday and donate to this incredibly worthy cause. Forward this to all of your friends and get them to come too! Let's generate as much love and energy and money as we can and send it on down to the Gulf Coast! Come on out and laissez les bon temps rouler!
www.charmcityyoga.com!
Monday, August 24, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
okay, really trying to do this blogging thing again!
So, maybe I haven't posted anything in three months. IT HAPPENS.
Anyway, I've been working on surrender lately (and by lately, I mean the last five days). I've been getting increasingly clickity-clackity and anxious and ridiculous over the last several months, largely due to overwork and frustration. Consequently, my practice has suffered, often going a couple of weeks without attending a class. Lack of yoga has made my mental state even worse, and...yeah. Vicious cycle. Anyway, I finally made it to a restorative class on Friday evening, and I must have shed something, because I decided I would just give up. Surrender. Stop fighting, and go with the flow. I have been to class every single day since then, and I feel infinitely better. Another interesting side effect: now, I'm not one to brag about her practice or anything, but, at class last night, my forward bends were AWESOME. For me, at least. The last time I remember being able to go that deeply into forward bends was when I was at Wellesley for my Katrina semester, which was arguably the most surrendered period in my quasi-adult life. Food for thought.
Teaching, however, has gone from good to AWESOME. I'm teaching at the Midtown studio now, which is pretty fabulous. I'm starting to get some regulars, making me pretty much the happiest camper ever. I'm doing lots of subbing as well, which is fun. Yoga=HAPPY.
OH, and P.S.: I finished my assists and exam and made up my training weekend, so I'm now officially a certified yoga instructor! :)
Om shanti! :)
Anyway, I've been working on surrender lately (and by lately, I mean the last five days). I've been getting increasingly clickity-clackity and anxious and ridiculous over the last several months, largely due to overwork and frustration. Consequently, my practice has suffered, often going a couple of weeks without attending a class. Lack of yoga has made my mental state even worse, and...yeah. Vicious cycle. Anyway, I finally made it to a restorative class on Friday evening, and I must have shed something, because I decided I would just give up. Surrender. Stop fighting, and go with the flow. I have been to class every single day since then, and I feel infinitely better. Another interesting side effect: now, I'm not one to brag about her practice or anything, but, at class last night, my forward bends were AWESOME. For me, at least. The last time I remember being able to go that deeply into forward bends was when I was at Wellesley for my Katrina semester, which was arguably the most surrendered period in my quasi-adult life. Food for thought.
Teaching, however, has gone from good to AWESOME. I'm teaching at the Midtown studio now, which is pretty fabulous. I'm starting to get some regulars, making me pretty much the happiest camper ever. I'm doing lots of subbing as well, which is fun. Yoga=HAPPY.
OH, and P.S.: I finished my assists and exam and made up my training weekend, so I'm now officially a certified yoga instructor! :)
Om shanti! :)
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