There is a home that I dream of.Filled with love and beauty,From people and nature. Away from the cacophony of crowded cities,Away from the relentless rush to nowhere,Nestled in the silence of nature,In the stillness of the moment. Many a …
Have you ever stumbled upon something in life that is magical and fun? 2016 seems a lifetime ago as I write this. I was slogging away at a reputed company leading a very monotonous corporate job and on the threshold …
At a time when the entire world went into a lockdown and social distancing became the buzz word, we were suddenly presented with the prospect to encounter the self.
I started an online prAnAyAma course ‘Befriend Your Breath‘ two weeks into the lockdown. As I’m about to launch the sixth edition of this course, it seemed like an apt occasion to share some of the insights and learnings from experience so far.
One of the consistent experience for most participants during the last five batches of the program was the excitement and joy of having discovered a new friend in their own breath. Something which most of us take for granted many a time.
Last week, I got an opportunity to connect with village-level women entrepreneurs in Kerala, India, through the Digital Beti project of Government of India. This opportunity led me to delve a little deeper into the reality of the digital gender gap worldwide, especially in India.
“If you wish to learn yoga therapy well, focus on teaching one-to-one classes”, my teacher said as I was finishing my 1.5 years Yoga Acharya course in 2016. After Yogasala was launched in Jan 2017 with my first retreat to Hampi, it took another six months before I got my first student. Inspite of being the odd one out in the multitude of yoga studios and teachers taking group classes, I stuck to teaching exclusively personalised yoga classes.
Standing in a queue, I could easily recognise the angry, young activists in front. Back from an evening of protest marches, on the move to the next location to join the comrades in another city to make this a memorable …