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ANNOUNCEMENT: Out on a Limb, live web show about yoga hosted by yours truly. Begins Sunday, March 2 at 2 p.m.



In Swami Satchidananda’s translation of the Yoga Sutras by Patanjali, the capital “s” sage of the text that explains yoga to the seeker, Satchidananda speaks of the secret of coming together to practice this ancient art. He says, “There is joy in being together, that’s all.” That’s the secret. No attachment, no expectation, and joy. This is yoga.
Of course, even joy requires practice.
As a dedicated student of ashtanga yoga, I am naturally committed to the physical practice, also known as the asana. While the physical practice has many traditions—Iyengar, Anusara, Yin, Flow, Kundalini, to name a few—it is important to understand that the asana is only one small part—one limb—of the entire eight-limb path that is yoga. The larger journey takes shape as we leave our mats, step out of the studio and into the world.
I invite you to join me in a weekly 60-minute exploration of the multiple realms of yoga where we might venture beyond our comfort zones and go Out on a Limb to discover yoga philosophy, meditation, music, poetry, art, and, always, the art of practice. We will hear from a variety of teachers, scholars, artists, musicians, practitioners and everyday people doing good acts in the name of this ancient science.
A fellow yogi shared with me the following reflection on yoga by teacher Teryl Lundquist.
“I think of yoga as primarily two things: love and freedom.
“Love comes in befriending our bodies and loving our vulnerabilities as well as our strengths of body, mind, and spirit. This love carries its compassion out into the world. The freedom in yoga comes in discovering we are not just our bodies, but souls coming into healing and wholeness. We are liberating ourselves from old patterns and notions about who we are and what we can do. It is wonderfully freeing to have this level of love for ourselves and others.”
That sounds like joy to me. Join me and go Out on a Limb to discover where your joy lives.

How to find the show:  The show will be streamed live Sundays at 2 p.m. beginning this Sunday, March 2 at:

http://kx935.com/onelaguna/

If you are unable to tune in online and hear the show at 2 p.m., the shows will be recorded and podcast for your future listening pleasure. (http://kx935.com/onelaguna/podcasts)

This week: Sunday, March 2, "Facing Sacred Moments"

Next week: Sunday, March 9, join me in conversation with Diana Christinson, CEY (Chief Executive Yogi) of Pacific Ashtanga

Spread the word!

Be well and Namaste

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