I have found it very helpful to set the tone for my week and especially my day with my morning mindfulness practice. In short, I begin with a seated meditation, followed by reading and writing. I prepare breakfast and coffee and mindfully engage with the process of eating. I receive a daily article emailed from… Continue reading Appreciating Every Season with Mindfulness
The guest, in Indian culture, is highly regarded and to the westerner receiving this level of attention and pampering could often prove to be uncomfortable. Today, more than twenty staff members, including doctors, yoga teachers, and chefs saw me off as Mr. Pramod, the driver who I got the privilege of driving with, picked me… Continue reading Mr. Pramod, My Bachelor Driver!
Today is the last day of my anatomy class and this is an image of my cervical spine. The reason why I began a yoga practice 15 years ago are many. One of them was due to severe pain in my neck. The memory of this pain goes to a time where I don’t even… Continue reading You Have a Good Head On Your Shoulders
However, this past week, I came to the realization that I have stopped writing. I realized that negative thoughts have been coming up more during last 3 months, as doubt and uncertainty plague my mind. Important life decisions, choices, rejections and LIFE have numbed me from functioning at my best.
It is 6:26AM. 4 Kit Kat sticks later I know I should stop (both the chocolate and my writing).
Change is inevitable and I embrace this change. Onwards to bigger things that I could not achieve alone. This is Stega!
A story that weaves crayons, coffee, divorces, yoga, travel and boxing. For today’s post my best friend and I decided to get a little personal and share a bit about ourselves as we embark on our co-created project, Stega: A Perfect Union.
Why live a monotonous life which lacks passion, when each moment is so unpredictable as to inspire a passionate existence?
Anxiety is all too common of a denominator in human beings.Well, guess what? Your yoga teacher is also human.
Now, it is a bit embarrassing to admit this publicly, but my last real date was probably about a year ago.