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Is Yoga a Luxury?
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Developing a Home Practice
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An Introspection Through Journaling
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Book: Karma Gone Bad
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The Power of Being Alone
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Bikram Yoga: The Not-So-Loved Practice
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In the Beginning there Was…

Is Yoga a Luxury?

Last month DoYouYoga.com posted a very interesting interview with Russell Brand about how has yoga affected both his personal and professional lives. I must admit that even though I’m not too fond of his comedy, I do consider him to be a very well-spoken person (except for his occasional dirty word), so I was excited about this interview. The fact that he has had known issues with drugs and alcohol added to the curiosity about how has the practice helped him, if at all, to confront and deal with his addictions. According to DoYouYoga, he has his own yoga studio AND he is a yoga teacher. Russell Brand posted an fascinating question during his chat: Is yoga a luxury? At least, for the Western world. The thing that came to mind while watching the interview and hearing the “luxury” predicament was my first visit to a Lululemon store. This brand is one of the most popular ones among yogis and yoginis.  As soon as I picked up the first tank-top I liked I got sick to my stomach: $58! After browsing through the store for a while I realized that I wasn’t going to find any piece of clothing cheaper than 50 bucks. Funny enough, the only thing I knew about […]

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Developing a Home Practice

Two weeks ago I started a new life, in a new state… Although it feels totally right it is still hard to believe that we moved to the state of Mississippi. My husband is self-employed and I left my job in May in order to start my transition from the advertising industry to the education field. Out of all the places in the U.S. (and even the world!), we could not think about any other location but New Orleans. We made several trips to the Gulf region between December 2012 and May of this year and, after putting an offer for a property in NOLA the Gulfport area still drew us here. Today I find myself living in a 14,000 people city, Long Beach, one of several beach towns in the area, just 1 hour away from New Orleans. Our hearts brought us there and we still don’t know entirely the reason why we are supposed to be here. In the meantime, while my journey unravels, I need to put back together my life, my work, and my practice. Back in Jacksonville, at one point, I was attending 4 different studios (the one close to my work, my Bikram studio, my Baptiste Yoga studio and one I […]

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An Introspection Through Journaling

Querido Diario, | Dear Diary, When I was a little girl I had this really cute diary with, at least, 400 pages that were never fully filled. It was a purple hard cover book with a plaid pattern and Sarah Kay perfectly matching the delicate and feminine feeling of the cover. The innumerable pages of the book also fit the purple and white plaid patter of its front. The best feature that a tween could possibly have was also included in this book that will soon see too many words to count: A golden lock. The only thing these pages were lacking was scent! I would write everything and anything but mainly my feelings about friends and, particularly, boys. You could probably find hearts of all shapes and sizes if you flip those pages. All these words are now part of childhood memories. Fast forward to my teenage years, a time when we started having as many professors as subjects we had in school. To keep track of it there was no better thing than an agenda, a planner. Although this digital era has “simplified” many things, planners are still around in all shapes, colors, and sizes. Back in the Uruguay of the 1990s, we […]

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Book: Karma Gone Bad

The first thing my interpreter told me when my husband and I arrived to GuangZhou, China with a 4-year old boy was the fact that I should organize my schedule to visit the various international schools that were in the neighborhood. Back in 2009-2010, Tian-He district was a hot location for expats from all countries and we ended up there, as well. It was the only “safe” move we decided to make taking into account that, to begin with, we didn’t arrive to that country like most expats do – Neither of us were transferred by our companies; considering we were both self employed, those decisions rested purely on our shoulders. But we didn’t want not to take risks; we didn’t want the international school for my son. We wanted the full-on cultural experience, with all its ups and downs; we wanted to live all the things that were out there to love and hate. While savoring a deliciously juicy hamburger during a nice Southern Utah afternoon my husband turned to me and explained how the real estate market was already crashing; nobody was buying so the only thing he could do was keep on accumulating properties until the economy turned around. OR, he could […]

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The Power of Being Alone

By December, after almost 5 months of doing Bikram, I simply knew it in my heart that yoga was more than just a mere physical practice that was helping me to get back to a healthy weight. I was rediscovering myself and I recognized I was on the right path but my soul kept on wanting more; a depth that appeared to be inaccessible through Bikram. I guess a little pranayama here and there is not enough to satiate the needs of the soul. Having voiced this concern to the best friend a person could ever have, my husband, I got one of the most amazing Christmas gifts I could have ever wished for: A yoga retreat. I went ahead and booked a 5-day “yoga vacation” at the Sivananda Ashram in the Bahamas. Oh, yes I did! It was an interesting social experiment, both before and during the retreat. It is truly fascinating the way people react when a woman, wife and mother tells them that she has decided to go away for 5 days on her own. I can tell you that the immediate reaction is: “Are you OK?” Upon realizing that there is not much more than the simple fact that I made an […]

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Bikram Yoga: The Not-So-Loved Practice

If somebody would have told me that I would develop a passion for the practice of yoga after being introduced to its world through Bikram, I would laughed so loud that probably my parents would have heard me all the way down in the southern tip of the South American continent. The truth is that I still don’t get myself – How could I even consider loving a practice during which the instructor tells me to keep on holding that pose that “will give me a mini heart attack now in order to avoid one later in life.” Or the fact that the creator of this style of yoga doesn’t appear to be… well, a likeable person; apparently his behavior has been questioned far too many times, to the point of having earned the title of “Yoga’s Bad Boy.” If half of the stories are true, this guy is the epitome of all the principles I think should be eradicated from this plane… and all planes, for that matter. Nevertheless, I can help to think about Bikram as another fitness tool. On July 14 of last year I went to my first Bikram class (and my second yoga class ever). I went there without having had […]

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In the Beginning there Was…

… darkness. I can pinpoint the precise moment when I stopped believing in the way I was raised – the Roman Catholic way. It was the 1-month anniversary of the passing of my first grandparent, my Abuela Inés. She was one of the most devotional Catholics I’ve ever met, or at least she was so during her 11 years of suffering osteoporosis. (Later on, I will learn that she also was an incredible yogini.) During that time, as her illness progressed at a resounding pace, she set-up the visit of a priest on a weekly basis. I cannot really remember if it was the same one throughout the entire time, which I doubt, but I do remember being the same person during the last few years of her torment. What I DO remember is that it was that same priest the one who stole her rosary from her coffin during her funeral, “Inesita would have wanted me to have it,” he said. But, hey, if cool Pope Francis has done it, who am I to judge… I guess. Her faith was powerful and somehow contagious to the extent that even the non-believers in the family would go through great troubles chasing “solutions” with spiritual foundations. My […]

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