Hello Fellow Yoga Lovers!
This page is where I keep you in the loop about events, schedules, fees, and other stretchy happenings. Keep an eye on it, as I will be refreshing it frequently with news and general yoga musings. Nameste, Emily.

SCHEDULE Winter 2012


Sunday

Time: 10:30-11:50am 4:00-5:15pm
Type: Vinyasa Vinyasa/Power
Location: Unity Yoga Semperviva Yoga/ Kits

Monday

Time: 8:15-9:15pm
Type: Power
Location: S Granville YYOGA


Tuesday

Time: 8:15-9:15am 2:00-3:15pm 6:30-7:50pm
Type: Power Power Vinyasa
Location: Kits YYoga Yaletown YYoga Unity Yoga

Wednesday

Time: 8:15-9:15pm
Type: Power
Location: S Granville YYOGA

Thursday

Time: 8:15-9:15am 2:00-3:15pm 5:00-6:20pm
Type: Power Power Vinyasa
Location: Kits YYoga Yaletown YYoga Unity Yoga


Saturday

Time: 10:30-11:45am 12:00-1:00pm 7:00-8:15pm
Type: Flow Power Flow
Location: Kits Beach YYoga




HOME STUDIO FEES

Email me for Home Studio Sched
Group Drop In: $12/1.5 hrs
Privates: By Consultation

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Vintage Indian Inspired Playlist



Saraswati- Goddess of music, art & creativity. Taken outside of a temple in South India 2009

Pink~ Talvin Singh
Pilgrimage~ MC Yogi
Arrival in Benares~ The Darjeeling Limited
Wood~ Rostam
Emily~Goldspot
Elephant Power~ MC Yogi
Bangles~ Putumayo
Bombay Talkie~ The Darjeeling Limited
The Householder~ The Darjeeling Limited
Devaki~ Putumayo
Raga Hansadhwani ~ Ravi Shankar
Heart Center Either~ Sound Ambassador
Aad Guray~ Deva Premal
My visit to the Taj, Agra 2009

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

The Outrageous Request: No Pop Music In Class Please!

    There once was a man who ventured into my class and put in a very specific request. While other students shared what body part they wanted to open up, and/or what pose they wanted to try, this student announced that he didn't want me to play pop music!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
     I immediately reacted with a laugh and I reassured him that there wasn't going to be any Britney or N'Sync mixed into my jams that day. However, this dude was serious-he didn't want any lyrics in the music and he didn't want anymore words invading his head.
     Even though his request did get my back up, I had to consider where he was coming from. I'm sure he wasn't the only one out there who was lyrically sensitive, especially during a practice where your senses are being heightened and fine tuned.
     Personally I'm not one of those people, because for me lyrics tend to go unnoticed. Instead of the artist's words affecting me, it has always been the musical progression and instrumentation that catches my ear. I know this is a result of growing up in a very musical household.
   My parents met in band when they were 17. My mom is still studying to this day, and has recently gone back to University to study music performance and her beloved French Horn. As for my dad he now and again taps out an intricate rhythm with his butter knife, while waiting for his morning toast. Though he still has an ear to die for, I'll give him that!
       Growing up classical music filled our house and my mom would drill us on the time signatures, key instruments, and composers of various compositions. My sisters and I would put on figure skating routines and to accompany us we'd splice together three different tempos of music, editing them to a tee. All of this, along with being forced to play the flute until I was 18, has allowed me to become quite aware of what goes on behind the lyrics.
    I like to think I'm somewhat musically inclined, and that is probably why I took such offense to the gentleman's request; I put a lot of care into my playlist.
    And shit, it's quite funny there is so much stress on music in yoga classes nowadays. Traditionally, yoga was done in silence. I actually find my most challenging, and yet most profound practices have been when there is no music playing at all. You are forced to sit with your monkey mind, your emotions and the moment, without escaping away to the background beats. Maybe this student was onto something...
   However, it's 2012 and sometimes we just need to be swept elsewhere and moved by music.
   I'd like to dedicate this semi-instrumental playlist to the man who ventured into my class and made an outrageous, but relevant request!
   Enjoy!


3am ~ Bearcubs
Gravity ~ a k u a
Stay The Same~ Bonobo
Hill Sighed ~ Emancipator
Jet Strem ~ Emancipator
Safe in the Steep Cliffs ~ Emancipator
Reckoner~ Radiohead
Porcelain~ Moby
Eyes Down ~ Bonobo
Anthem (Nym Remix) ~ Emancipator
Push Harder~ a k u a
Deep~ Citizen Cope
Husks and Shells~ Volcano Choir

****  Akua is a beautiful artist from Montreal. We went to summer camp together and she's going to take the music world by storm very soon! Catch her while you can. --->>>

http://Www.soundslikeakua.com/

http://www.glamour.com/entertainment/blogs/obsessed/2012/11/do-you-like-sade-and-kimbra-th.html?fb_action_ids=4139154110730&fb_action_types=og.likes&fb_ref=sharebar_fb&fb_source=other_multiline&action_object_map=%7B%224139154110730%22%3A484314888256915%7D&action_type_map=%7B%224139154110730%22%3A%22og.likes%22%7D&action_ref_map=%7B%224139154110730%22%3A%22sharebar_fb%22

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

DISCOMFORT

    This week, I experienced discomfort and it was very good medicine!
    I went for dinner with a good friend and friends of hers, whom I'd never met before.
   As a yoga teacher, you come across many types of people everyday, which provides great practice for feeling comfortable amongst strangers. However, this evening I felt thrown out of my yoga bubble and into a world I forgot existed. I watched as I crawled into my socially awkward turtle shell where I stayed for the remainder of the evening.
     Back in the day this foreign world was not so foreign to me. I worked in foodie land for years before I lived, breathed and ate yoga; how quickly you forget! Although I faked my way through my wine knowledge (and oh so much more), serving still kept my brain tuned to society's current song, and I had a general idea of what was "in". It allowed me to see all walks of life, all with different tastes, moods, behaviours, sized wallets, styles, and manners.
     So there I sat in my hippie clothes, tripping out on the sparkles scattered upon the stunning woman around me, sipping expensive wine and eating beautifully presented food I couldn't even pronounce. The conversation skipped from one hip thing to the next and all I wanted to do was a handstand in the corner.    
       Thankfully, I actually had two moments of relief!
      One occurred when the elevator music morphed into a slightly more Indian sounding elevator jam, and I actually sprung out of my chair to Shazam that shit. I think I even announced to the table how amazing the song would be for Surya Namaskar. That was a proud moment.
     My second moment of relief came from a grounding conversation with our waiter. He was from India (thank GOD), so we talked about his homeland and the meaning of OM. When the girls wanted to be included in our banter, I jumped at the opportunity to explain the Universal vibration of OM. It started with enthusiasm and then I trailed off and off and off, until I was mumbling to myself and staring down at my Sunchoke Soup; they lost interest FAST!
   Cue yoga now! Where did my practice go? Where did all that work disappear to when I needed it the most? Why was I categorizing these woman, the restaurant, and myself?  I hadn't felt this out of place in a long time, and I honestly hadn't judged or compared myself to others like this since Performing Arts School (surprise surprise).
     Funny enough, I had to teach that evening so I left early, almost running back to my yoga bubble where everyone looked and talked like me. On route I meditated on what had just occurred...and without a doubt completely overanalyzed it, as yogis often do. I became quite grateful for the experience, because I discovered I rarely push my edges anymore.
     Risks allow you to take your blinders off. Even if you're convinced that you are an open person, we are only human; We are bound to categorize and judge. The more comfortable I become in my safe schedule, the deeper I slip into the illusion that everyone thinks and sees as I do. Being uncomfortable with a situation, a realization, or with the stirring of the pot is an incredible exercise. Its difficult to remain curious and interested in what seems separate from you, while still remaining supportive of yourself as your mind is being blasted wide open.
   However, this exercise will guarantee personal growth and learning. It will keep you from slipping into ignorance and to be honest I believe bliss can be found in discomfort.

My Discoveries

1) I wanted to run to my cozy yoga community to be told that I was the one in the right and in the light. I wanted comfort and familiarity. Don't look to external sources for instant validation. It's the easy way out and facing the "in house "boogie man is way more interesting.
2) If you feel like you're being judged or if you feel out of place, chances are it's because you are the one doing the judging.
3) Make it up differently. See uncomfortable situations as exciting opportunities to learn from.
4) Its good to be reminded of your insecurities. We'll probably always have them to varying degrees. These moments are humbling, especially when you've been feeling almighty. They reveal what you need to work on.
5) You are never too enlightened to learn lessons.


..."one should be completely satisfied with whatever situation arises and not look for entertainment from an external source."

" We are not afraid that smog and dust or people's hatreds and passions will overwhelm us; we simply open, completely surrender, give. This means that we do not judge, do not evaluate. If we attempt to judge or evaluate our experience, if we try to decide to what extent we should open, to what extent we should remain closed, then openness will have no meaning at all..."

" This is the selfless action of the bodhisattva (one who is awake). He is not self conscious; 'Am I making any mistakes?'; 'Am I being careful?'; 'To whom should I open?'. He never takes sides. The bodhisattva will, figuratively just lie like a corpse. Let people look at you and examine you. You are at their disposal. Such noble action, such complete action, action that does not contain any hypocrisy, any philosophical or religious judgement at all. That is why it is transcendental.... It is beautiful."

*** All quotes by, Chogyam Trungpa.