Our stability is directly connected to our ability to love.
What happens when you combine smart liberal arts college students with fitness, wellness and yoga classes? A really fucking well-written blog on incorporating health into a college lifestyle often stigmatized as unhealthy. We’re just trying to let the world know that wellness + college aren’t mutually exclusive and I think we’re doing a damn good job so far. So…READ THIS! So grateful for my fellow teachers and this incredibly cOMmunity!
A great reminder for this time of year, college yogis!
Every experience is a moving force. Its value can be judged only on the ground of what it moves toward and into.
It will all work out as it’s supposed to. So, just let it play out. If you feel overwhelmed, step back for a bit to take your mind off of it. If you’re in too deep, it can become too clouded to see clearly. Come up for air. You need it to survive. Whatever you’re facing will be there when you’re ready to get back to it. If it isn’t, don’t fret, it wasn’t meant for you, and there’s something even greater out there for you. Keep moving.
Much like life, yoga comes with the good and the bad, and if you stick around long enough, perhaps the opportunity to feel them as one and the same.
When I say artist I mean the one who is building things â¦ some with a brush â some with a shovel â some choose a pen. ~ Jackson Pollock
What White writes about in this article has been on my mind a lot a la the incumbent graduation lately. Great inspiration!
I looked up to Foss Hill mid-way along the path from Allbritton to Usdan. Groups of friends, hall-mates and new acquaintances walked together, some carrying yoga mats and others in leggings or sweatpants. It was 11:25am on a Saturday and we, traveling from all different parts of campus, had a common destination: the first WesBAM! class of Spring Promotional Week.
As the clock in Fayerweather ticked just past 11:30, people kept flooding into Sonia Max’s Zesty Vinyasa Flow class. I spotted another yoga teacher in the crowd and put my mat next to hers, relishing in the opportunity to practice led by a peer, to be told what to do rather than tell others. What I did not expect was the feeling of overwhelming joy and gratitude that I was possessed by as I looked around in Mountain Pose at all the other students in the class and at a freshman who was also the yoga teacher who joined WesBAM! this year. I beamed as I realized how far we’ve come.
Read the rest here!