love love love this!
thank you!

great article! oh and take off your damn shoes! the yoga room floor is clean!

def a faux pas! people are already close enough. i really dont want people sweating and exhaling all over. it's travel. do your yoga in your seat. sheesh! (i am a yoga teacher i LIVE for sweat and breath but if you need to stretch on a plane- walk to the bathroom)

really funny!

i feel exactly the same way you do Joslyn.i really dislike this holiday i do not dress up, i hate costume parties and i dont like strangers in MASKS knocking on my door! i turn off my porch lights and encourage my dog to bark madly when someone knocks. . when we were kids our costumes were always BAD. my mother didnt want to deal with it or take the time with it either, so it was always a pitiful attempt to fit in. i dont understand why adults like to dress up and get drunk on this night- it seems ridiculous- and dangerous. especially for us 'normal' people who just want to run to the Kroger- but dont dare for all the (extra) drunk drivers on the road.

this is so tiring and so disappointing. i truly can not stomach another ad of Kathryn Buddig naked. It just doesn't belong in yoga magazines. it does nothing to promote yoga- it only promotes products and encourages eating disorders and poor self esteem. yoga is about the body YES. but it doesn't have to be about the naked body. this ad would be so much more effective if she were dressed in shorts and a sports bra (facing the camera) and smiling at us while doing the same beautiful pose. (wearing those ridiculous sock things) i wont be renewing my yoga journal subscription. perhaps i'll send that cash to elephant journal instead.

oh good! another person who has decided THEY are the DECIDER of what "yoga is" and "yoga is not". this was such a great article... then i got to this comment. the first line makes me want to vomit. and by the last line... i actually did.

another great relevant post Joslyn. thank you. i too stopped my creative side when i started teaching yoga. beads, silly stretch bracelets, copper and stone do-dads were my thing. and i haven't seen a bead or made a doo-dad since. these things brought me such peace, and joy. i always thought i just didn't have time any more... i guess i don't. but i miss the sweet focus of pushing wire through a tiny hole.

the Reverse groove shorts are too short for me. (you sound a little like an "educator" yourself! ) and what is it with calling them "educators?. they are sales people... store clerks. and yes there is a LuLU in houston too. BUT the biker groove shorts were never offered in the store. it was pure chance that i found them online.

gotta agree with Joslyn on this one. people grow... people move on.
sometimes people will take and take and take- and emotional vampires are exhausting.

i have a friend i am currently "avoiding" because she wears me out! there are no quick conversations - no "just checking in to say hey- i love you" phone calls. it's all drama- over analyzing - and every fricken detail of every fricken thing. too heavy and too much- is just too damn much. she called last week when she was clearly intoxicated and i "put her off" until this week. so far... her sober moments have kept her from calling. and i am glad. really glad. it's too hard.