“We’re all in this together” is a phrase that keeps repeating itself to me in recent weeks.  I’ve always been a believer in community, but the world seems so strikingly different today, than it did even just three or four weeks ago.  “Community” suddenly feels a bit Woodstock-ish...

There seems to be an all-too-common ease in being critical toward sensitive souls.  I don’t know if this has been human behaviour since the dark ages, or whether it’s developed only in recent history.  But this criticism seems to come down to the fact that people are often critical of what we don’t understand...

“Pigeon” was the pose mentioned, but I see it happening in a tonne of Yoga poses.  This is what was said: “Most people just arrive in it (the pose) collapsed, and hanging off muscles—which generally doesn’t do anything particularly useful…”.  To be frank, this way of being in an asana reflects a mindset...

Over the years, I have regularly been asked by clients and students how it is, that I can zone in on the real nuts and bolts of what they’re communicating to me, when even they feel lost in what they’re saying. The more I read about the increasing popularity of Compassionate Based Yoga, and Ethical Yoga, I decided to tell you my secret...

The Maple tree outside my window is huge and beautiful; but, this year, it has tiny leaves.  What this might mean has worried me, because I love this tree. And yesterday it was confirmed...

I don’t really know that it could be called a LIFE Purpose.  As well, a Purpose isn’t necessarily a money-making idea (that’s something commercialism has capitalized on). Purpose is really about having a meaningful life. Such an alive, dynamic, and changing aspect of an individual’s life...

Arguing, it doesn’t necessarily have to be unfortunate if we come from the right perspective…a perspective of listening.  Sadly, we often enter argument to win...

Modern yoga teachers are just regular people, it’s not too common to find true gurus these days.  The teachers we admire and respect are not often enlightened Masters anymore, but they are the ones who honestly acknowledge and learn from their inner demons...

What if I turn into a blob?  I’ve had people ask me this in all seriousness as both concern and inquiry.  This question comes from people who are beginning to be touched by their practice, but not necessarily touched deeply.  So often our depths have risen so high they’ve become an entity to consciously run away from...

The word “pandemic” used to be one of those eye-popping, mouth-gaping jingles, limited to 1960’s Sci-fi thrillers and novels like 1984, or Brave New World; always stimulating delightful horrors of mass hysteria and zombies, aliens and popcorn...