I live up a rocky dirt road that keeps the company of an emerald river by its side.  It is clearly a place that has been kissed by Grandmother Earth, and is now seeped in her magic.  Misty mornings are the time of spirit animals, when flocks of white birds float up and down the river and a family of wild white horses wades through the water.  There are ancient trees that might take four of us joining hands to encircle their trunks, with weathered, wrinkled branches draped in moss.  I stop on my morning walks to lean my back on these huge creatures, looking out at the green rippling river, shoes kicked off to feel the coolness of the soil’s moisture beneath me.

We feel so blessed to have shared and celebrated Christmas Eve with twenty people in our studio practicing Danyasa™ Yoga by candlelight!  Not exactly Christmas by the fire place, however Sofiah pulled out her fire fans to share a dance in celebration of community and new traditions.

I love being in Muslim countires and hearing the call to prayer five times a day. Istanbul is special in its mix of cultures and religions compared to other muslim-influenced countries. Whatever you...

This past June, Bamboo YogaPlay hosted a 200-Hour Yoga Alliance Accredited Teacher Training. I had the honor and pleasure to be one of the attending students.  The training was held through the ...