$35 per class with registration before March 10th
$40 per class
$85 discounted full workshop
$35 per class with registration before March 10th
$40 per class
$85 discounted full workshop
Come explore the in-between places; the moments that happen as your asana evolves. This Slow Flow workshop will be a mixed level, down-tempo, vinyasa based class open to ANY student with a desire to take their practice deeper. Lunar in nature, this Slow Flow practice will focus on linking hip-opening and heart-opening postures with Chandra Namaskar (Suyra Namaskar C) and other lyrical vinyasas. The flow of the class as well as individual vinyasas will be meticulously decelerated so that a deeper technical understanding of the postures can be explored and greater attention can be paid to the psychosomatic experience therein.
Tonight will be my last day of teaching until Friday’s Sweat, Strengthen & Stretch class. As I’ve posted before, Burr and I are headed down to NYC for a few days of work & play. Bettina will be subbing for my Dynamic Flow tomorrow night at TYR – so tonight’s practice will be a combination of Slow & Dynamic flows (5:30-7:00 p.m.).
Tomorrow I hope to take class with Elena Brower at Virayoga at noon, and then will be with the PranaFlow Goddess (Shiva, shiva, shiva) herself from 3-9 p.m. Wednesday I’m hoping to get over to Kula to take class with Schuyler Grant – and then, if I have any energy left, I might head over to Sonic Yoga (where I have a pass for a free class) in the late afternoon.
I hope to see a few old friends while in town, and of course to eat. New York is heaven for foodies… Angelica Kitchen here we come.
Stay tuned to see if I survive tomorrow’s 7.5 hours of yoga… Bring on day 28!~Om, Bliss
Word Up Tribe,
A few of you have asked for the most recent playlists from my Tuesday evening Dynamic Vinyasa classes at The Yoga Room – so here we go. Have at it; here are the playlists from October 25th and November 1st.
I’m always looking for new stuff- so please keep sending suggestions via email or Facebook.
Don’t forget this Saturday’s – YOGATHON! At The Yoga Room. Donation yoga classes ALL DAY LONG. That’s right – FREE yoga ALL DAY LONG. The proceeds of this awesome event will all go to help support our dear friend Clay Twombly, and his family. Shannah will be up from Providence. There’ll be Partner Yoga with Bettina & Clay, and I’ll be teaching a Slow Flow practice to close out the days’ events. Hope to see you there. Here’s the 411:
Ps. the challenge continues; today marks 23 days of consecutive days of practice. om. om. om.
September 23rd, 24th and 25th @ Bartlett’s Farm
Saturday, September 17th, 2011
The gap between the planning stages of our upcoming Yoga Beyond Belief Retreat and the first session of the workshop is closing in. My esteemed teachers from the West (Ganga & Tracey) will be here in no less than 4 days! I couldn’t be more grateful to have this opportunity to share my home and my students with them, their teachings with you, and the experience of entering into a sangha all of us, together. The retreat promises to be a special and unique opportunity for students who live on the (at times isolated) Island of Nantucket who do not often get the chance to travel for similar yoga immersions, nor have the means to travel all the way to Santa Barbara, CA. the home of Ganga and Tracey’s residential yoga training program.
When I first approached Tracey with the idea of doing a weekend retreat on Nantucket, she was hesitant. She and Ganga no longer need to travel to spread the seeds of their teachings, and prefer to focus on cultivating their practice at the Foundation – which is snuggled deep into the San Marcos Pass above Santa Barbara, and surrounded by 40 acres of sacred ground, a former home to the Cushmas Indians. Ganga, who has been teaching students and teachers of yoga alike since the early 1970s, is a pioneer of yoga in the West, and his reputation, amongst those in the serious yoga world precedes him. Students come to him… from all over.
Still, Tracey assured me way back in March of 2009, that she’d put the idea to Ganga and admitted she would love to spend a little time exploring our equally sacred spot. I brought up this dialogue again both to Tracey, and to Shannah, director of The Yoga Room, where I teach, last September – and it began to take root…. Here we are 2 and 1/2 years later, and Ganga and Tracey arrive on Wednesday! This has been a dream for me for so long, I can hardly stand it’s imminent reality.
Of course, I don’t need to tell you that Nantucket has forever attracted visitors from all over the world, and from all walks of life. This weekend will be no different. Looking over the sign-up sheet for Friday night’s master class (which, btw, is an option open to everyone, even if you can’t sign-up for the entire retreat), I am thrilled by the diversity of students; young, old, teacher, beginner, Nantucket resident, student from afar. It is going to be an exciting amalgamation of practitioners, and a real microcosm of the new yoga world at large.
Please, if you are here, or even if you are not, please consider joining us. There is still room available for the entire retreat, as well as in the two al la carte options – Friday night, and Saturday morning. If you need more information about the retreat please click here, where you can also sign-up and use Paypal to reserve your slot.
With the arrival of Fall on Nantucket, I find that my practice has shifted dramatically, once again. The summer for me felt full of tapas and sweat and maybe one too many handstands. Given our short season for making money- a mer 8 weeks, I found myself thinking as a single mother would, chasing the flow of cash, and hoping to put some away for the slimmer winter months. I booked as many massage appointments as I could, taught as much as my child custody schedule would allow and shoved in as many classes with my mentor, Shannah (director of the Yoga Room) as I could.
As a result of all this go-go-go, I burned into the rotator cuff of my right shoulder demonstrating way too many arm balances and jump-backs into chatarunga, tore something deep in the attachment of my left hamstring, and got a cortisone injection in my left knee. I must admit, that though I had every intention on implementing sustainable physical practices, I was not ultimately very kind to my body.
Oh, and I forgot to eat…. duh. It seemed like often there simply wasn’t time… not until 8 or 9 at night, and by then I was too tired, and too anxious.
But life has slowed considerably – and It’s almost scary how unscheduled my appointment book is at the moment. I am teaching just 5 classes a week, and booking clients for massage 2 out of 7 days a week verses 7 out of 7. I’ve taken Griffin out of daycare, and am spending four times more time with him. Instead of working handstand, we’re working on the 1, 2, 3s and A, B, Cs. Instead of deepening my titibasana, we’re turning Griffin’s constant barrage of “Nos” into “Yeses”. In August, the alphabet wasn’t on my radar. Today it seems really important.
When I have the chance of practicing asana, I’m holding more restorative poses, and holding them longer. Sirsasana (headstand) feels more appropriate than Pincha Mayrasana (forearm stand), and Pigeon a better fit than Hanumanasan (split). When I’m home, and planning my classes out for the week, I find myself spending more time thinking about my Fundamentals class (Tuesdays at 10 a.m.) and my prenatal class (Monday nights at 7:15 p.m.) then about how kick-ass rockin’ my Dynamic Vinyasa class “has to be” (Tuesday nights at 5:30 p.m.). It feels more appropriate to focus on cultivating a gentle, beginner’s mind – and less important to work up a lather. This is not to say I don’t still love a good heating flow- but it’s Fall, and I find myself honoring the process of slowing down. And truth be told, I think Griffin is liking it too.
Hope to see you this weekend.
*for more information on my current class offerings please see my classes page here.
Saturday night. July 16th, 2011
As I sit down to write, the orange glow of a divine sunset is filtering in through my living room windows, my baby is sleeping soundly upstairs, and my heart is effulgent and full of love. The love shifts back and forth between a reverberating sense of gratitude and a feeling of divine connection.
I am so very, very lucky these days; my life is brimming with things to be grateful for. I live on a stunningly beautiful island. I support myself and my son doing the things I am most passionate about (yoga and bodywork). I have a healthy and happy 19 month-old boy who fills my days with laughter and play, and I have an amazing partner who has opened up his home to us; giving me a treatment room in which to do my work, and my son a nursery in which to feel nurtured, protected and loved. AND as if that weren’t enough to feel blessed by already, I get to spent my extracurricular study time learning more about the practice with people like Andrei Ram.
Today completes day two of Andrei’s Self-Realization Immersion at The Yoga Room, with one day (tomorrow) left to go. This is the fourth time I have had the privilege of studying with Andrei… and each time I feel his message on a deeper, more cellular level. We are so lucky to have the chance to be a part of Andrei’s sangha, for truly being near him pulls one closer to the source… the prana that fills us all.
Please, if you’re still on the fence with your Sunday afternoon plans and haven’t had a chance to attend this workshop before, consider joining us tomorrow at the Annex. There are still spaces left for Andrei’s last session on Nantucket (at least last session this time around). Tomorrow’s practice will be accessible to all levels, and open to the general public. You do not need to have attended Friday’s or Saturday’s classes.
And so it is that I sit here, having absorbed the practice of the last two days, reflecting on all the riches in my life, and feel deeply deeply thankful. My partner is away, having a boys weekend full of waterskiing and wake boarding, and I have had a chance to miss him. My son spent part of the afternoon with my dear friends at the beach, and I have had a chance to miss him as well. But what I will not miss is this chance, another chance, the chance we are given every single day to be grateful, to be mindful, and to be love itself.
Om shanti, shanti, shanti.
Wednesday. June 15th, 2011
My apologies for the long absence and lack of useful information. I still have high-hopes for adding onto the White Lotus Workshop page I’ve created for our September retreat, and sending out some additional info on some upcoming Yoga Room Master Classes… But the details of life have run a little wild, and I’ve been preoccupied by child-rearing, domestic projects, weddings, my massage work and most recently learning to fly.
This past weekend, my friends Sherry and Caroline and I had the amazing fortune to study with the lovely and sweet Kathryn Budig at an intensive workshop at Kripalu. The workshop: Flight of the Yogi, focused on inversions and arm balances, and I am sore in places I dare say I have not felt before. It was amazing.
We did things I’ve had glimpses of- but have never attempted, other things I had done before, but never will confidence. Kathryn helped us navigate our way thru fancy transitions from tripod headstand into eka pada koundinyasana I, and moved us from titibasana into bakasana and then urged us to jump back into chaturanga. There were headstands a million and one ways, forearm balances in various degrees of scorpion, and all sorts of approaches into handstand (my new favorite is a “press-up” into straddle handstand; which I managed but could not seem to finish with full vrksasana). The cannon of planned poses could have been easily intimidating- but Kathryn’s commitment was contagious, and her “Aim True” philosophy helped ameliorate our fears and free our hearts.
It had been a long time since I had done something “girly”. Not that balancing up-side-down is your typical dainty activity- but hanging out with Sherry, and our other friend Caroline, was really awesome. And though I missed Griffin and Billy, I am so grateful to have had the chance to share the weekend with the girls- both of whom are skilled yogini goddesses.
It was hard saying good-bye to KB, to the girls, and to Kripalu. It will most likely be yet another year or more before I get a similar chance to escape, and devote 3 entire days to the practice of asana and self-care. But I’ll take what I can get (and be grateful for it at that). As I drove away from Kripalu on Sunday afternoon I felt sure that the bond I had forged with my sister yoginis and KB would last a long, long time.
So now that I’ve spent 9 or so hours standing on my hands, it’s time to bring the focus bACK to the studio here. The summer class schedule is about to launch (Monday, June 20th) and I have a new class to teach (Core Fusion), and a new location to teach it in (TYR’s Annex at 9 Amelia Drive). I’m excited to welcome our summer yogis and yoginis back, and hope that many of you will seek out our Annex space, and continue to practice with me there. (ALL of my classes will be at the ANNEX).
In addition to all our offerings at the Yoga Room & our Annex, there are many exciting things coming down the pike including the return of Andrei Ram for yet another amazing weekend of Self-Realization, two master classes with PranaFlow teacher Coral Brown, a workshop with Kevin and Dana Coutney from Kula Yoga in NYC, and VERY SPECIAL TREAT of a retreat with my teachers Ganga White & Tracey Rich- coming here to Nantucket all the way from The White Lotus Foundation in Santa Barbara, CA. So keep yourselves up to date, and check The Yoga Room‘s website often.
Oh, and as per usual, please continue to send me your asana and musical requests… Not everything works well in class, but I love a little musical challenge! You can e-mail me @ firstname.lastname@example.org
Until next time, remember.. there’s a karma camera everywhere.
Friday, April 15th, 2011
Don’t miss this chance to study with an amazing yogini. Coral Brown, a student of Shiva Rea’s and a senior teacher trainer of Shiva’s Prana Flow Yoga. She will be here- ON OUR LITTLE ISLAND, for just one day: this Sunday, April 17th.
Coral’s workshop will be appropriate for yogis and yoginis of all levels, and open to the general public. Please join us at Strong Wings (9 Nobadeer Farm Road) on Sunday from 1-4 p.m. Walk-ins are welcome, so if you’re still on the fence- feel free to join us, no advanced RSVP is necessary.
I first studied with Coral at Kripalu back in 2009, when I was pregnant with my son Griffin. She assisted Shiva’s Embodying the Flow Yoga Teacher Training, and was the leader of my study group. I knew from the moment she began to work with us, that I would study with her again in the future. This past December, Burr and I trekked over to The Centerville Yoga & Wellness Center to take a heart opening workshop with her. And then as luck would have it, we had the pleasure of sharing our first practice of 2011 with Coral at her home studio, All That Matters, on New Year’s Day! It ended up being the perfect way to begin 2011.
Coral’s style is joyful and fun, challenging and uplifting. She will put a smile on your face, and make you laugh. She’ll play great music and get you in the FLOW.
I am super excited to host Coral, and am thrilled she’s taken us up on our invitation to teach here. So please, Tribe, come out and support a visiting yogini! Your support will ensure future workshops with Coral and other amazing traveling teachers. So get your gardening and landscaping done tomorrow; it’s going to rain on Sunday, and you will not regret spending the later half of your weekend with us.
Ps. Coral is on the cover of this months Yoga Journal magazine!
Tuesday morning. April 5th, 2011
It’s true- I haven’t blogged in a while. There are months in which I feel it’s important to focus on community and career; blogging in hopes of motivating students to come to practice, and sharing my yoga trials and tribulations with my fellow yogis. And then there are months that simply require all my focus go to family; kids with colds, a baby with bronchitis, and inter-familiar drama. March, and so far April to a lesser extent, was one of those months. Not only was there the re-entry from my YogLa trip, but there were new family living arrangements to get used to, an extremely challenging week spent navigating hours of meditation and pranayama during Andrei Ram‘s Self Realization course at The Yoga Room, and then Griffin’s first case ever of acute bronchitis. This included an all-too-dramatic trip to the ER for nebulizer treatments and a chest x-ray last Friday night. Parenting and self-exploration have definitely been the focus. There hasn’t felt like a lot of time for blogging.
For me, my career development of as a yoga teacher has not always as easy to define as some of my other professional trajectories. My life as a dancer seemed like one series of performances and a natural progression of auditions and critiques: there were many external goals to focus on. My 3 year foray into magazine publishing felt like one big job interview and many martinis: one freelance job would lead to a connection which would lead to another freelance job. And at least in the beginning, massage therapy felt like an endless stream of 60 minutes treatments: doing good work to re-book, repeat, repeat, repeat.
Teaching yoga to make a living, and teaching it well, is not always so simple. It comes chalk-full of contradictions and challenges. There’s walking the delicate line between encouraging students to come to class for their own benefit, and needing to self-promote in order to pay the bills. There’s the process of trusting the universe to reward ernest dedication to the practice with a fully attended workshop, and the reality that sometimes it takes a really good poster or flyer to get students through the door. There’s the hustle… and the flow. There’s no corporate ladder to climb, no easily projected pay-increase, no company IRA, or stock options to buy into.
Teaching from the heart, putting your personal drama aside before every class, caring for your students, keeping them safe, being prepared and thoughtful, supporting the theme or focus of your class with solid background information, maybe some great music and ambience, and creating a supportive container- these are the things that make a great class, and ultimately light up your teaching career. Much of it is subjective. There’s no real road map. And usually your on your own; there’s no boss looking over your shoulder.
Fortunately yoga teaches us to be compassionate and non-judgemental. So I can hope that by putting my heart into my classes, and my best intentions on the mat, that in turn, my students will not judge me – and if they do (because we’re human after all) that they will judge me with compassion and empathy… especially the moms. I get a lot of moms in my classes.
I know that guilt is a useless emotion, and I’m trying my best to wrap my head around that. But guilt for a Mom is a gnarly and unique beast, and Mother’s Guilt has become my personal Achille’s Heal. I know that in order to become a better teacher I need to continue deepening my studies, my personal practice and my continuing education. I tell myself that time spent in yoga workshops is akin to the weekend long seminars I would otherwise be taking in managing low back pain, carpal tunnel syndrome or CranialSacral Therapy. But for whatever reason, in our current society, it feels like a business trip to New York City for a workshop on team-building skills is met with more approval than a 5-day retreat focused on the Supreme Consciousness… So, the guilt ensues.
Last month, I sat in hour upon hour of pranayama and meditation. I had made a comitment to studying with Andrei, and I had high hopes of reaching enlightenment. Okay, maybe not enlightenment- but damn it, I wanted to learn how to deepen my meditation practice at the very least.
But as I inhaled through my left nostril and exhaled through my right, I was repeatedly distracted by thoughts of my baby boy spending his mornings in daycare. Did I really need to pay someone else, hourly, to watch my kid, as I attempted to breathe? Didn’t my autonomic nervous system take care of this for me anyway? I sat in meditation, and the inner monologue unfolded something like this:
I’m a bad mother. I should be with my son; probably at some play date for 1 and 1/2 year olds. Damn it, I should get up and go get him. I should be making him a super milk smoothie with tofu and sprouts, flax seeds and hemp- not letting him eat his friends PB&J on white bread. Maybe I should go get him and bring him to the ECC, and talk to other moms about early potty training. Why am I sitting in lotus trying to feel my 6th Chakra vibrate? I’m the worse mother ever. OMG- I’m thinking. I’m not supposed to be thinking. Stop thinking. Guilt is useless, remember? Wait a minute, how can I not feel guilty, I’m a MOTHER! Shit, I’m thinking again. Fuck.
You see how this was going? By then end of the 5-day retreat I was a MESS! I had cried in mediation, I don’t know, 10 times maybe?
A few months back, there had been some previous discussion with a few of my yogi-contemporaries about my hardened exterior. One of my more recent goals had been to soften, to open up. Well, by Friday it was easy to check off that box; I had no exterior left… and a meditation cushion covered in snotty Kleenex.
And then, at the very end of the week, something happened. I felt stripped down. Naked. Open… and ready to share. I realized that though there is a REALLY good chance that I’m not going to reach enlightenment, at least in this life, that my yoga practice is, surprise, GOOD FOR ME! And yes, it helps me to be better mother, a better partner, a better friend and a better yoga teacher (I know, stop the press!).
Could it been that there was some truth in the title of Andrei’s course: Self-Realization? Had I had some kind of epiphany? Hmm, that’s probably too big a word… but, I think I may be on the right track.
I’ll let you know how it continues to unfold. 😉
Ps. Griffin is well on the path to recovery from his recent battle with bronchitis! But have you ever seen him look so sad? This was taken last Friday night at the ER.
Monday, March 21st, 2011
Happy Vernal Equinox Tribe!
It’s so exciting that we are now official in the Spring Season- this feels particularly significant from my Atlantic Island perch. It means that our busy season; summer, is just around the corner. It means that soon I will be moaning about sore saddle joints and elbow joints, stiff arms and legs and full days of 4 to 6 massage appointments, and Shiva willing, private yoga lessons. It means that now, more than ever, I need to recommit to enjoying the quiet time I have left with my children: the calm before the storm if you will.
Today is also significant for several other reasons. 1.) It is the first day of our workshop with yogi, Andrei Ram, a Columbian born yogi- who passes along the traditional yoga lineage of Sri Dharma Mittra. He joins us on Nantucket for the third time…and an amazing group of international yogis have flocked to our tiny island with him. We will be practicing and studying with him every day this week, and I am overcome with excitement.
2.) Today is the last day of the Wanderlust Festival video clip contest. As most of you know by now, I’ve been campaigning pretty non-stop on Facebook since I first uploaded my submission on Thursday night. If you don’t know about the contest, or you haven’t had a chance to vote- now would be the time to help an Island Sister out. If my Video clip collects enough “likes” it will be entered, along with the other top 4 clips, into the finale. The finalist will be picked by a pannel of judges and will win two free Sage tickets and 2 teaching slots (one on Saturday or Sunday) at Wanderlust California or Vermont, and they’ll post the winner’s profile on the Wanderlust website alongside their other yoga instructors. The winner will be announced March 22, 2011: TOMORROW.
Anyone with a Facebook account can click here to watch my video and vote for my submission on Facebook. I’ve also posted it on YouTube- though you’ll still have to follow it back to the Wanderlust Facebook page to cast a vote/like. I’ve never won anything in my life (except an eBay bid for a pair of used Lululemon pants for Burr). Probably because I’ve spent most of my life being too insecure to enter anything. And truth be told, it feels pretty weird to me to put myself so “out there”. I know I’ve done some pretty extroverted things in my life, but this one- reveling my yoga practice (something that’s so close to my heart) and my children (also obviously super personal) feels particularly vulnerable. But it’s a good exercise in sharing true self, and feels like a more accurate representation of me than anything else I’ve shared with the public in years (dance performances, Facebook, blogs, etc.).
Here’s the clip. Vote for it on Facebook, and pass it along.
Anyway, that’s it for now. Time to clean the house up, finish some laundry, buy some fruity snacks for the retreat, and get myself to The Yoga Room. Just so you know I am still teaching tonight and tomorrow night at 5:30, and Sunday at 9 a.m. So if you cannot join us for Andrei’s workshop, you can still get your asana practice in.
After being a pilgrim on the Prana Flow® path for over a decade, Caitlin, now a senior Prana Vinyasa teacher, is deeply honored to be part of the global Prana Vinyasa Tribe and an assistant to Shiva Rea in service to the Prana Flow® Teacher Training program. As a yoga teacher, Caitlin is known for her unique synthesis of asana and dance (BA, Dance and Choreography, Bard College, The Walnut Hill School for the Performing Arts), and for infusing her teaching with wisdom inspired by her triumph over multiple cancers.READ MORE