I’ve taken a break from all my travels for the first time in the last 18 months. I have also felt an overdue pause from posting on social media. I like to think I’ve been in a viparita karani style vacation—keeping it cool, calm and inverted with my heart over my head.
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While not putting myself out there so much with videos and other content, I have been actively viewing and digesting all that’s shaking up in the yoga land these days. This year seems like the fall of the gurus and the rise of questioning lineage based systems. From subscribing to the Yoga Is Dead podcast to reading Matthew Remski’s book Practice and All Is Coming, I’m trying not to become too disillusioned with the strangeness and sadness of yoga land’s shadows. I’m reflecting upon my role as a yoga teacher and how I choose to share this practice — something which has been a valuable and transformational tool to empower my existence. Becoming transparent with myself includes introspection upon the good, the bad, and the ugly experiences which make my path whole. I can’t help but feel a bit disenchanted at times being part of the yoga industrial complex—be it the culture commodification or spiritual exotification or cultish dynamics I’ve known and seen for far too long.

I am contemplating ways in which I can better practice understanding, critical thinking, compassion, and courage without pushing my agenda onto others. How can I speak what’s true for me while holding space to accept an opposing view from another? How can I better live the contradiction of life which continues to present itself most always with two sides, and sometimes more. How to know and accept that even the reverse side also has a reverse side. It’s definitely Gemini season in full effect! 🎭⁣ Time stamping this post on my 38th birthday and accepting and adapting to the changes ahead.

Currently listening to The Doors - People Are Strange 🎧