Spring/Summer Yoga Schedule:
Spring/Summer Yoga Schedule:
In preparation for our Advanced Yoga Teacher Training, I’ve been feeling the need to re-establish the place that Yoga really has in my life. I stumbled upon an article I wrote for the Elephant Journal a couple months after finishing my first training (October 2013), and it truly reminded me of who I was when the practice first found me.
Here it is, perhaps you can relate.
Yoga found me stressed-out and drawn down by routine, uninspired and stagnant, going through the motions of day-to-day life.
She found me on the hamster wheel of compulsive worry and over-thinking, living in the fragile little glass dome of my mind, where intellect and rationality ruled over all else. She saw my reluctance to feel; my avoidance of messy, volatile emotions, as they rattled the cage my mind built so carefully and deliberately around my heart.
She found a raging atheist, clinging to facts, and science, and the 3D world out of insecurity and fear that maybe, there’s something unintelligible by the mind—such anarchy was not welcome.
She found me hurting; both for myself and for innumerable others, the mind falling behind on rationalizing the pain away. She found me strong; or rather in pretense of it, as I thought strength came from the ability to keep a straight face, to maintain that sturdy cage around the heart no matter how hard it beat, how much it hurt, how badly it needed to be let out and taken care of.
She found me independent: a product of cowardice, not confidence; barely handling the weight already on my shoulders, sharing my life with others could lighten the load—or, could result in me carrying theirs, too.
That wasn’t a chance I was willing to take.
She saw my pain, and cradled me through many a child’s pose, holding space for my tears. She helped me feel—really truly, feel—the texture of every breath, every effort of my muscles in chair pose, every escapist thought in warrior II, every bit of self-love and security in that fetal pose at the end of the class.
She taught me to balance big postures on small ground: one arm in the air, another holding my foot, back bending into Lord Shiva’s pose with grace, ease, yet strength—it’s possible, she said, as long as you’re grounded in integrity. She taught me that strength is in the vulnerable, raw, brave authenticity that comes through when I am unapologetically me, even when I come in the shape of a sobbing pigeon.
She enticed me in the magic of synchronicity, as every class was somehow crafted just for me, carrying the exact missing puzzle piece of my life, as the universe whispers the wisdom of the day through the lips of the teacher.
Being a person of the mind, I live in a world of ideas.
I love that I can interact with thoughts and writings of people all over the world, across time and space, and converse with a mind born a thousand years ago—like we just met for coffee. I find it endlessly fascinating, that an idea can be passed back and forth, molded into different shapes, and woven into a myriad others. And as it stops to be savored by yet another recipient, it transforms and takes on the colors and shapes that this person exudes.
Every brush stroke is painted by a hand so exquisitely creviced by a human life rich with experience.
But just as someone can give us the ‘right’ idea, they can just as easily give us a ‘wrong’ idea, and if taken without discernment, it can inspire a change of the same magnitude, but in the wrong direction.
All of a sudden, the colors of my world get murky, the shimmer of it no longer visible in the dark. The world of ideology is so vast and powerful, yet extremely fragile and volatile, that it demands an exhausting amount of presence and attention to keep it afloat and on the right course.
I practice to gain ground. I practice to get out of my mind, and into my body, so I know what a true feeling feels like: that of my foot on the ground, that of a bead of sweat running down my neck, that of my breath flowing in and out of my being.
I practice so that I have a frame of comparison, against which I measure true thoughts: do they feel as right and solid as my palms on the mat, as undeniable as my desire to get out of my warrior II?
The practice reminds me of my center, my core, my grounding stone ~ an authenticity so tangible that if I embody it often enough, I never have to doubt myself again.
So that no matter how well-presented, how craftily manipulated, how seamlessly a false thought is slipped to me (all too often by myself), it would be illuminated by my tangible knowledge of truth, and dismissed as unfitting. I have so much to say to the world, I just need to make sure that it’s true.
Originally posted on The Elephant Journal.
Join the fiery couple, Jasna and Ivan on their exploration of the Senses of Tango. The dance is so much more than the physical movements, and those brilliant dancers are here to show you how to involve so much more of yourself in this beautiful art form.
At this particular workshop we will be exploring the open and closed embrace, and seeing how your experience of the dance changes based on the combination & use of the two types of embrace. We will be dancing barefoot tango, strengthening the connection to the floor.
This workshop is open to people of all ages and abilities, and will be an empowering exploration for anyone with or without previous dance experience. Come as you are, and you’ll be led through series of exercises to see this other dimension of what Tango has to offer.
If that’s the kind of thing you’re into, you might also be interested in the second workshop exploring the Tango through the lens of your 6th sense and sound:
For more information about the power couple leading this workshop, check out their website and facebook page:
PLEASE NOTE that all of our events have a minimum and a maximum capacity to make sure that we keep the groups intimate enough to learn & share freely. With that in mind, we ask that you please sign up in advance and reserve your spot. Tickets will not be sold on location.
Join us for a deep exploration of the Eastern Arts of Sacred Geometry. This will be an immersive experience with a full 4 hours of Sri Yantra philosophy, sacred geometry, yoga, meditation, and energy work.
You’ll be instructed through the drawing/construction of the Sri Yantra, and shown the core principles of why this work is believed to be so transformative.
Please contact us directly to reserve your spot in the workshop.
Sri Yantra, or Sri Cakra is a mystical diagram symbolizing the whole of existence. Constructing and colouring the Sri Yantra is a meditation of connecting your Self with the sacred geometry of the Cosmos, which is embedded within you. The Yantra is actually the goddess Sri Lalita Devi in Her transcendental form, and the spiritual practice prescribing the correct worship of Sri Lalita is called Sri Vidya Tantra.
Kristina Arapovic is steeped in the Mystic Arts. She’s a Yoga teacher and a practitioner of Sri Vidya in the tradition of Sri Amritananda Natha Sarasvati, Guruji of Devipuram, India. She was formally initiated into Sri Vidya by William Thomas, and Domagoj Orlic her first teacher.
We can’t wait to share this experience with you.
Come as you are, and let your boundaries soften to the vast world of Eastern philosophy.
Let us know what is on your mind.