MindFUEL yoga + Writing

Most of us are already looking forward to March, especially in Boston. In March, our 77.3 inches of snow will disappear deep into our snow-shocked minds. We might see grass again. The sun will be out past 4:59pm. But here’s another reason. Remember when I was blathering on about this great upcoming event back in…

Good Vibrations

Here’s the snow-selfie you’ve all been waiting for. I just got back from an advanced asana training with my Pranakriya people in Philly. You guys, I am LIT UP. Like Las Vegas skyline lit up. I am also completely sore and exhausted. Each day ended and I felt like I had been swimming in the ocean….

(Re) On Your Mark…

So we’ve resolutioned. And maybe re-resolutioned. Or at least 45% of us did. Mostly with too much alcohol, a lot of glitter, and shoes that leave your feet hungover. And apparently only 8% of us will actually succeed in our resolutions. My friend, pull that old confetti out of the couch cushion and throw it…

Quotable Quote Is an Oxymoron

For Winter Solstice and all of my friends celebrating their way to the new year, I want you to have this: “And just as music is the space between notes, just as the stars are beautiful because of the space between them, just as the sun strikes raindrops at a certain angle and throws a prism…

You Should Probably Ignore This

Let’s paint a picture, you and me. It starts with parotits. How does one paint parotits exactly? Picture mumps, only sexier. Now only put it on one side of the face, resulting in a nice derp-blowfish look. Now add a team of med students poking blue latex at this rare condition. Now add a cranky…

First A Little Bit of Housekeeping…

…Followed by another excuse as to why I’ve been invisible for the past 3 months. As many of you know, my teaching schedule has changed. Here’s where you can find me the rest of the year:   Monday: 7:30pm Vinyasa Flow at Karma Yoga Studios Newbury Street Tuesday: 8:30am Pranakriya Sunrise at The Breathingroom Central…

HELLO My Name Is…

I’ll go first. Guys, it’s been too long. I know. And it’s totally my fault. It’s already August. Office goodies are on sale again (met with much rejoicing). Pumpkin beer is in the grocery store (not Pumking though, they’re too classy). Days are getting shorter. I don’t know how this happened. I’m torn between singing “lalalala I can’t…

No Place Like Om

In yoga, a person’s mental and emotional fortitude is referred to as a container. When your container is fancy-pants tupperware party strength, you can handle anything. You’re mindful. You have perspective. Life happens and your safety bar is down, your hands and arms are inside the coaster, and you will rock every loop-de-loop. (Your container must…

My Beef With Yoga Studios

I’m getting back up on my soapbox. Ahem. Here’s my beef with yoga studios: Almost every yoga studio in the city markets themselves as the “only true version” of yoga or the “only authentic practice”. Some studios and teachers critique people who create their own version of yoga as being somehow “false”. They send newsletters about…

My Willpower Looks Like Schwarzenegger

I’ve made it half way into my June “three poisons” cleanse. I’m proud to report I have not had one bit of alcohol, sugar, or caffeine in fifteen days. I’m also not so proud to report what I would do for a cookie, coffee, and a glass of wine.  Or a beer. I’m not picky. I’ve…

My Yoga Phobia

Everyone has physical fears in yoga. Some people fear inversions. Some people fear headstands . Most people fear-ahem- yoga flatulence. My yoga fear is the Vinyasa toe roll-over. You know what I’m talking about, yogis. The one sandwiched between up and down dog. The one yogis flow through with a big, dramatic swoosh that bubbles…

My Left Hand is a Ginger Step-Child

Summer is Million-Dollar Brynne Season. I think it’s because I’m cold-blooded and I need the sunshine to learn what it’s like to be a fully functioning human being after the pits of winter. I start lots of new things in the summer. It’s really my resolution season. I’m cutting caffeine (gulp), sugar, and alcohol out my…