Yoga, culinary misadventure and coffee in the Twin Cities

It appears that I have been bit hard by the travel bug. A couple of weeks ago, I was in the Twin Cities (these are the cities of Minneapolis...

Post-practice, post-coffee poop; constipation as the mother of philosophy

I think it really shows how uninspired my blogging has become, that I should be reduced to blogging about something that is the byproduct of...

Guruji, Coffee, Prana, Light on Yoga

I just read Guy Donahaye's latest blog post , in which he discusses what he knows of Guruji as a person, and also says a few things abo...

Coffee and Yoga: An Ayurvedic Answer

  Coffee and yoga. Some swear by it. Some swear off it. Some swear by swearing off it! Since coffee probably didn't come to India until ...

What do you do on days when your body simply doesn't want to practice?

This morning was one of those mornings when my body simply did not want to get on the mat. My mind was all set to practice, but my body felt...

Seems I'm not as non-dependent on coffee/espresso as I thought I was

This morning, I finished my practice a little later than usual. Since I had a morning class to teach, this meant that I had to rush out of t...

Practice, change, (not) burning the candle at both ends, coffee, and how one man's modus ponens is another man's modus tollens

Practice this morning was... interesting. First, I got up at my usual early-morning hour and did my Buddhist prayers. And then I realized th...

The Last Empress, savoring every drop of practice and life

This morning's practice was very interesting. I got up feeling very sleepy, and did not feel like getting on the mat. As I went to the b...