Dare to dream.
I love me some trashy, reality TV. I do have limits, but I’ll admit, I find Billy The Exterminator, sweet, Toddlers and Tiara’s mind-boggling and a Hoarder’s marathon? Don’t even think about interrupting me. But my all time favorite is Bravo’s Real Housewives franchise. And even though each season more and more of these ladies get divorced, lose their fortunes and dignity for their 15 minutes, I keep watching, rooting, discussing and most of all, judging the shit out of these ladies.
So when I heard that there was some drama brewing in New York City yoga circles – like a car accident, I couldn’t turn away. If you too like some asinine with your asana, head over to Shine to read my post.
I was the administrator for my yoga studio’s blog during our 21 Day Yoga Challenge, which piss poor excuse or not, is why I’ve been neglecting my own.
Here are 2 posts that I placed on their blog, Shine, this past month:
Falling Down and Beyond The 21 Day Challenge. Enjoy!
I mentioned participating in Sol Yoga’s 21 Day Yoga Challenge in previous posts. Hence my lack of blogging here, as I’m supposed to blogging on Shine, Sol Yoga’s blog. I posted there today if you’re interested. I’m warning you – it’s not pretty, but it’s honest. More importantly, others have blogged and over the past week and Shine is becoming an eclectic mix of inspiration, artwork, poetry, and insights.
Check it out, when you have a chance.