Tag: yoga

  • Mindfulness Classes

    I have been teaching an adult gentle yoga class at the library where I work for a little over a year and have just recently added a yoga/mindfulness into the mix. It took quite a bit of convincing for my boss to let me teach another class as I am the Youth Librarian wanting to…

  • Positive Vibes

    “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder…  You are magnificent…  You are radiant…  Positive vibes only…”  I was doing all right until the teacher started talking about positive vibes.  I hated when people talked about positive vibes.  I always believed people gave off vibes, but the signs and shirts talking about positive vibes only…

  • Yoga, Part 3

    Fast forward a few years and I finally made the leap and became a Certified Yoga Teacher! At first, I didn’t take the plunge once I was back in Oklahoma because I was so nervous about what everyone else would say and think because I can barely touch my toes because my hamstrings and hips…

  • Yoga, Part 2

    So here I was, in Dallas by myself, looking for ways to not spend every night alone in my apartment. I bought a two week pass to try out the Dallas Yoga Center which, fortunately for me, happened to be within walking distance of my apartment. I had first tried to go to a yoga…

  • Yoga, part 1

    I never intended for this post about how I really got into Yoga to be so long! I apparently didn’t think I had so much to say, so I’m going to break this blog post into a few so it won’t be so crazy… Many years and a few moons ago, I lived in Dallas.…

  • Peace

    Peace was not something that came easily for me.  Because my mom is a yoga instructor at the local gym and is on the verge of opening her own studio, everyone assumes I am as attuned to the spirit world as she is.  In reality, I feel connected to almost nothing relating to yoga.  Over the years, my interest in yoga and meditation has come and go in varying degrees, but I have never felt the same calling as my…

  • Attention

    “His mere presence demands attention,” the woman next to me whispered.  I looked back to the robed man pacing on the stage and wondered what I had gotten myself into.  I had signed up for a youth retreat, but it seemed a little more like a brainwashing than a yoga retreat.  It was fascinating and I couldn’t get enough.  The…