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Top Posts & Pages
- LESS IS MORE. IN ASHTANGA YOGA AS WELL?
- THE PROCESS OF CONSTANT CHANGE, AT KPJAYI AS WELL
- IS YOUR ASHTANGA TEACHER A CONTROL FREAK?
- HOW MANY YOGA POSTURES ARE THERE?
- NO PAIN, NO GAIN?
- HAPPY NEW YEAR… OR MAYBE, NOT YET
- KPJ ASHTANGA YOGA INSTITUTE… 3 YEARS LATER
- WHAT’S THE BEST TIME FOR YOUR YOGA PRACTICE?
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– Scorrere giù per la versione in italiano – Pain, pain, pain. A favorite topics in many conversations amongst ashtanga yoga students, and not only. Here in Mysore, and not only. And it’s definitely one of the recurrent subjects … Continue reading
– Scorrere giù per la versione in italiano – 3 years have gone by, having missed 2 seasons of practice with Sharath in the main shala here in Mysore. Looking at it on a gross level, all seems pretty the … Continue reading
– scorrere giù per la versione in italiano – … The “perfect” pose is the one YOU are doing that moment, not the way you see David Swenson or Kino doing it. I think we all would love to be … Continue reading
This just popped up in my inbox. If you’re planning your next summer vacations, you might want to know it 🙂 Appena ricevuta la notizia. Se stai programmando le tue prossime vacanze estive, magari interessa anche a te 🙂 … Continue reading
Yes, apparently things change everywhere! In a previous post, I reported how ashtanga yoga sequence and the way of teaching it has changed overtime (read here the recount by Nancy Gilgoff about the way she firstly learned ashtanga in 1973) but … Continue reading
– scorrere giù per la versione in italiano – Hereafter a selection of Questions & Answers between Sharath and Ashtanga Yoga students during last Sunday conference in Mysore this year. Full Qs&As on Priya’s travel blog. March 23, 2014 … Continue reading
Adjustments not, adjustments yes… a never ending discussion in the Ashtanga Yoga world and beyond! In my years of practice with different teachers I’ve been to both extremes… rarely in the middle way (at least what I consider the middle … Continue reading
If you knew that a castor oil bath releases all sorts of tensions in your body, relaxes the muscles and mind, works in disgregating scar tissue, helps in recovering from body pains, cools you down, makes you more flexible and … Continue reading
3 weeks back home and… already missing my practice at K. Pattabhi Jois Ashtanga Yoga Institute so much! Why? 1/ the deep reverence for the practise: a symbol of it to me is the little foyer where you sit … Continue reading
Yes, after 3 years of Ashtanga Yoga practice, 3 times to Mysore to practise at S. Pattabhi Jois Ashtanga Yoga Institute (KPJAYI) I finally got ‘pashasana’! first posture of intermediate a.k.a. second series. Yesterday I was dropping back when Sharath, … Continue reading
Sunday, August 19th Alarm, 2.30 am 6 hours sleep Primary led class, 4.15 am … and the challenge to sustain Utpluthih for the loooooooooooong 10 counts made by Sharath! It’s now exactly one month I’ve been practicing at K. … Continue reading
However comes to Mysore to practice Ashtanga Yoga in the tradition of Shri K. Pattabhi Jois gets rather quickly accustomed to the ‘3D of Yoga’ to which Sharath, in the first instance, and Lakshmish (shala sanskrit teacher), as a consequence, … Continue reading