What Is Love?

OK, Yoga Journal is a rag. I know that no true yogini reads it. Blah blah blah. 

But there aren’t many spammy mass emails that I read, but the ones I get from Yoga Journal are among them (others: ebay search alerts for vintage japanese fabric and the weekly sale at my local wine store). They frequently serve as a great jumping-off point for my daily meditation or intention. 

Today’s was from Sally Kempton (who is generally pretty awesome for this purpose) who writes about love, which is something I never REALLY contemplated in much depth, but it is such a multi-faceted thing, it really is amazing we have one single word that encompasses so much. 


What is love?

Unfuck tomorrow morning


  • Wash the dishes in your sink
  • Get your outfit for tomorrow together, including accessories
  • Set up coffee/tea/breakfast
  • Make your lunch
  • Put your keys somewhere obvious
  • Wash your face and brush your teeth
  • Charge your electronics
  • Pour a little cleaner in the toilet bowl (if you don’t have pets or children or sleepwalking adults)
  • Set your alarm
  • Go to bed at a reasonable hour

Wow, so sad that I need these explicit instructions, but I do!

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Cakes have gotten a bad rap. People equate virtue with turning down dessert. There is always one person at the table who holds up her hand when I serve the cake. No, really, I couldn’t she says, and then gives her flat stomach a conspiratorial little pat. Everyone who is pressing a fork into that first tender layer looks at the person who declined the plate, and they all think, That person is better than I am. That person has discipline. But that isn’t a person with discipline; that is a person who has completely lost touch with joy. A slice of cake never made anybody fat. You don’t eat the whole cake. You don’t eat a cake every day of your life. You take the cake when it is offered because the cake is delicious. You have a slice of cake and what it reminds you of is someplace that’s safe, uncomplicated, without stress. A cake is a party, a birthday, a wedding. A cake is what’s served on the happiest days of your life. This is a story of how my life was saved by cake, so, of course, if sides are to be taken, I will always take the side of cake.

Yay for moderation!

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I’m thinking of getting in to bikram yoga to help lose weight and increase flexibility. Is this type of yoga bad for pregnancy?

If you already have a solid bikram practice, I would consider it, but I would not recommend this style if it is new to you. The calories burned in Bikram are actually less than you think, and the worry I have is with dehydration risk. In pregnancy, your body fluid levels are already in flux, with your heart is working overtime to support the new life growing inside you. For example, both bikram AND pregnancy increase your risk of syncope (ie fainting) and so the two together could be particularly risky. So, I would check with your own doctor, but THIS doctor would recommend against it. 

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Nom-Nom | Namaste: on ignorance


In my teacher training yesterday, we were reading from the Yoga Sutras’ second book, which speaks very frequently to the idea of ignorance and its implications.

I asked our instructor, Aqeel, about how ignorance is perceived and labelled in our modern society, by raising a situation I…

Great post on how deep our understanding of ourselves and the world around us goes when we start paying attention.