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BE Rockin’

17 Jan

It’s happening.  So much is happening…

And, YES, you– WE can be rockin’.  Anytime.  Join me?!!

Starting now.  And, maybe this Saturday :P?– When you come to the last BEyoga karma class (in Ithaca) @ Mighty Yoga at 1130 AM!!

*Now with Rockin’ Yoga bonus!*

Details from Mighty Yoga’s newsletter…

“And in other, more bittersweet, news, Mighty teacher, Jamie is embarking on a new adventure, starting in New York City later this month.  Jamie has enrolled in a 3-month 500 hour teacher training at Laughing Lotus studio, and after the program, she plans to journey to Seattle to open her own yoga studio.   While we are sad to see Jamie go, we are so excited for her as she pursues this dream. No doubt Jamie will cultivate a sweet oasis in the Pacific Northwest, and we wish her the best of luck!  Of course, there is an open invitation for her to visit Mighty whenever she’s in town!
Jamie will be teaching throughout the month, but we asked her to offer one special class before she leaves for NYC. And she kindly agreed!  So join us for a workshop that we’re calling BE Rockin Yoga in honor of some of Jamie’s popular classes.  Plus, feel free to stay after for snacks and to wish Jamie well.”
w/ Jamie Silverstein
Saturday, January 21st, 11:30 am – 1 pm+
Tea & light snacks will be served after class.
Suggested donation is $15. All monies benefit The Nutrition Clinic / The Sol Stone Center.
So now you
And, there’s MORE happy news to come!  😛

Yoga Funny

9 Jan

But not haha.

Or, maybe?…

Look.  I like living in my bubble where the world is hilarious.  (It is!)  Where I can discuss the real-life (?) implications of being Dolly Parton with my friends.  (We want to know her tailor…)  Where a trip to the laundromat involves checking my warranty on electronics (the fun kind ;)) and apologizing to parents.  WHOOPS.  (And, true story!!Where strangers become revelations.   I like my bubble because it makes sense to me.  Or, just makes me laugh.  And, if not, I have the yoga.

Yoga— where it is NOT about the poses, or marketing, or buns.

Still, every now and then things do enter and disrupt my bubble…  I DO live in the US circa now.

Truth.  I begrudgingly call myself a yoga teacher (– unless I’m with the frat boys.  That’s TOO hilarious!)  Because we are all teachers.  Especially our resistance.  Realistically, I feel like mostly all I do is I facilitate.  And, be inspired.  I go to the studio and I WITNESS people taking care of themselves.  Sometimes I tell a story.  There is usually touch too.  And, we rest.  It’s kinda the best job ever.

So what is this supposed to teach me?!!!

Exhale.  EXHALE. exhale….

You are my teacher equinox (porny objectified yoga girl).  I’m just not sure what I learned…


Lame.  Lame.  And, WRONG.

That’s NOT yoga.

And, p.s. marketing mavens–  My friends surveyed do not know what this is selling…  Not that it seemed to matter!  Hmpf :(.

Teacher: Resistance is futile?

Not buying that either…

Resistance is MY teacher.

So, here goes:  Yes.  I do not like the sexualization of women.  Moreover, I especially do not like the sexualization of women when they are doing something that I personally find cathartic, self-affirming, and nurturing.  Not one bit.

Now, here’s where it gets nuanced.  I will admit that I do not know this woman in the ‘film’ nor do I know her intentions.  I will also admit that I love femininity.  I respect my body.  And, I have even been known to enjoy yoga in my skivies.  In the privacy of my own space.  Frankly, tactile experiences, sexuality, strength, flow– flight even– are not things I believe we should shy away from.  Not ever.  Not when we can relish in what we can do.  Feel.  Conquer.  Enjoy.


Is that what is going on buttock close-up?!!  (You– dear butt– do seem as much the subject as our strong yogini.)  The crux it seems, is not even the yoga practitioner (did she have a voice?), but the lens we’re looking through upon her.  It’s a CREEPY lens.  Dear butt– you belong to a strong, fierce woman (you’d have to be doing such rad stuff!), but that ogle view you’re working with is not empowering.  Not one bit.

At least not to me.

You– dear butt– can do better.  We all can!  What happened to a pun and a :).  Or, another ecard!

Funny how that works…

And, also, what a strange way to sell a gym!!  Funny really.  And, not in the haha way…

Still, we get to pick.  And, if I’m going to be part of notice this yoga marketing brew-ha-ha (technical term) that runs parallel to the lovely practice call yoga, she wins.  This is a happy part of the bubble!:

Funny 😛