Micah Mortali, Director of the Kripalu Schools of Yoga and Ayurveda, invites you to bring compassion and full presence to your communication with others. Can you embrace the practice of listening?
Embrace your practice on and off the mat.
If you’ve ever taken a yoga class, you’ve probably had this experience: You’re holding a pose and the tension is more than you can take. Your muscles are reaching their pain and stamina threshold, but the instructor reminds you to breathe into the sensation. And, when you do, you notice that you can tolerate the […]
by Laura Didyk For more than a year, I’ve been making lukewarm attempts to make progress on the memoir I’m writing, but a long list of “if onlys” have been standing squarely in my way. If only I had a place to write (my desk, which doubles as my kitchen table, is too high, and […]
It’s seed catalog season and, here at Kripalu, we’re dreaming of spring. Our wildflower fields are expanding, as Kripalu Grounds Supervisor Kevin “Moose” Foran does his part to transform Kripalu’s expansive lawns into vibrant wildflower meadows.
by Janet Arnold-Grych, guest blogger On the morning of my 49th birthday, I found myself captivated by the light streaming in through the windows of the Main Hall at Kripalu. Girish was seated a few rows in front of me, playing his guitar and softly singing a chant that floated up to meet the sunshine. […]
Tommy Rosen, guest blogger I woke up with the vulture on the headboard. Negative thinking. Not sure why, doesn’t matter why. It was there. Negative thought bombardment draining my energy. It makes no difference that I am in Maui teaching and loving it. The thoughts come anyway. Today is also a writing day. I’m writing […]
Let me simply say that I didn’t just fall off the mat. Recently, confronted with life on life’s terms, I plummeted, plunged, and wildly tumbled, losing all foothold to the practices that give me perspective and trust. There is good news in this tale though I found my way back relatively quickly. But, in this breach, I endured much self-inflicted struggle and pain.
This story is canine-related. My dogs, Lucy Kay Doodle and Zac Joey Doodle, are gifts of love and growth for me. In their fuzzy, larger-than-life Muppet-ness, they bring me such lessons.They are shiny mirrors into which I see my behavior, recognize my strengths and growth, and see beyond my old patterns of limited thinking. Simply put, my dogs are my teachers. They help me grow.