On March 13th we took away the yoga props, propped open the doors, placed spray bottles with bleach water in every room, ramped up the cleaning and disinfecting, and watched the news about the virus and social distancing requirements change by the minute. At noon on Sunday March 15th, a few days prior to the governor's orders to close, we shuttered all three yoga studio locations out of concern for the safety of our community.

My dearest friends and students at Inner Fire,

Many teachers have sent out video greetings. I have tried. I have tried to set up my iPad to record a greeting to you. But each time I try, I get about 30 seconds in, and my emotions well up and pour out my eyeballs. I miss you all.

As a teacher training student of Hot Yoga in 1997, I learned about the five aspects of the mind that are developed through a Hot Yoga practice: Faith, Discipline, Determination, Concentration, and Patience. Patanjali’s Yoga Sutra Chapter 1 verse 2 states: Yoga is the controlling of the fluctuations of the mind. So just how exactly is this accomplished through yoga? With #2 on the aspect list: self-discipline.

A regular yoga practice will undoubtedly produce physical benefits -- strength, flexibility, and balance to name a few -- but when you leave the studio in a state of “yoga bliss,” it becomes evident that the benefits reach far beyond the physical aspects. There have been plenty of studies done on the psychological benefits of yoga and these include stress relief, increased focus, and decreased symptoms/mood states associated with depression and anxiety. In a similar manner to asanas interacting with muscles, joints, etc. to produce the physical benefits of yoga, our yoga practice interacts with our brain in a way that produces these positive psychological effects as well.

A New Year, a New Decade … a New Perspective …

I remember vividly how shiny and newly waxed our linoleum floors became around the Holidays, circa 1956. During the Christmas season my mom works feverishly all week scrubbing the house until it sparkles top to bottom. Most fun of all was putting on my flannel PJs and running down, what seems like a very long hallway, and dropping to the floor, sliding all the way on its sheen into the kitchen, yelping in delight. Upon the white Formica table sat bowls of cookie dough and the metal dyes in shapes of trees and stars waiting to be transformed into yummy buttery goodness, in Christmas colors. I scoop a finger or two of raw dough before adding the green dye. I still conjure this taste in my mouth.