I started writing this the day my friend Michael Stone died. On that day, the surgeons carefully cut into the body associated with him, to take the parts that used to be him and give them to others in need.
Pain in yoga practice is an enduring paradox. I’ve written about it here, and here and here and here. In Neil Pearson’s Mettaversity presentation on how […]
I want to push back a little against an inaccurate and often cruel stereotype of the 200-hour YTT graduate that’s been gaining steam in Yogaland over […]