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Alex Nereuta

Alex Nereuta

Montreal, Canada

Yoga Teacher, Entrepreneur, and Blogger | Yoga Bender, Yoga Jetways

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Alex is a 35-year-old designer/artistic director, yoga teacher, entrepreneur, and blogger living in Montreal. Born in Romania, she fled Ceausescu’s brutal dictatorship with her family when she was eight-years-old. A restless, creative spirit since a young age, Alex has lived on three continents, obsessively traveled the world, and obtained a Bachelor’s Degree in both Criminology and Design.

She had been a sales girl, a “Hooters Girl,” a bikini model, a quasi-celebrity, an English teacher, a radio presenter, a writer, a bartender, a legal assistant, an illustrator, and an art gallery assistant until she found her two true loves: creativity and spirituality. Her career trajectory in the fast-paced, competitive, and high pressure world of design and advertising led her to a burnout, through which she (re)discovered yoga. She did not want to swallow the happy pills that the western medical industry tried to shove down her throat for an "easy fix.” So, off she went, in search of finding an inner balance and, in the process, herself.

She currently works as an Artistic Director & Designer for large international clients such as Cirque du Soleil, as a yoga teacher, and as a blogger, writing about working in and navigating the opposing worlds of design and yoga, where one world manufactures desire, while the other aims to escape desire through spiritual practices. She writes and lives within these two opposing worlds, traveling and sharing yoga, design, and inspiration through her blog “Yoga Bender."


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#MOMMYISSUES

A Coming-of-Age Memoir

Eat Pray Love meets Yoga Bitch.

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In her 30s, Alex didn’t buy a house, a car, or have a baby. She left her full time career in design and spent more than $30,000 to go across the world to get as far outside of her comfort zone as possible. She ate carbs, did yoga for hundreds of hours, tortured herself through meditation and vegan diets (despite being a carnivore), and found inner peace in spite of having the most skeptical, motherfucking overactive, rebellious mind EVER created. She discovered inner peace and happiness in the rice fields of Bali and the beaches of India, even though she was the least likely candidate for this kind of bliss bullshit. If she can do it, so can you. Without losing the essence of what makes you YOU.

A coming-of-age memoir (Eat, Pray, Love meets Yoga Bitch), #MommyIssues is the story of two women told through the eyes of Alex, a 35-year-old artistic director-turned-yoga-teacher on a spiritual quest to come to terms with her family’s unique past and her fucked-up relationship with her mother, who went insane after escaping a brutal Romanian dictatorship when Alex was 8 years old. More than anything, it is a story about overcoming her hyper-active mind, skepticism, and fears created by the unique circumstances of her up-bringing.

#MommyIssues is a story of difficult choices, fate, and of personal transformation, as it contrasts the lives of two women: one growing up under a totalitarian regime behind Eastern Europe’s most extreme “Iron Curtain” dictatorship, the other in a land of capitalist consumerism, where overwhelming choices and opportunity abound. It is a story of mothers and daughters, culture clashes, constructed and re-constructed identities, love, loss, resilience, forgiveness, and finding your way in the 20th and 21st century as a “landed immigrant,” living and playing in the “global village.” Alex finds this path to happiness in Asia, through studying yoga and through harnessing the power of the mind.

Alex’s lifelong journey of searching for meaning, happiness, and inner peace (as a reaction to lacking a cultural identity and having a perpetually unhappy and toxic mother) leads her to many unconventional and colorful experiences spanning three decades, three continents, and more than thirty countries.

Why is this story unique?

People always ask Alex: how are you so HAPPY? Where do you get your energy from? How do you have this amazing life where you get to do what you love and things just COME to you? The truth is that things DON’T just come to you. You have the power to create your own happiness and the life that you want, by first harnessing your mind. This is a story about just THAT, the power of mind over matter. Alex's story is one about finding happiness despite overcoming huge obstacles and hardships, having an overactive, anxious mind and having some serious #mommyissues. If Alex can find this happy place, so can you. She wants to share her story with you. 

Told through humorous yet brutally honest narrative and diary and email excerpts, the story highlights conflicting dualities between two stubborn, strong-willed women. They struggle to understand each other and themselves in light of the epic contrasts which have shaped them: the haves and the have-nots, endless choices versus none at all, and the underlying human condition of perpetually searching for a better life, happiness, and inner peace. Don’t we all want to be happy? To find joy and squeeze the motherf#$%ing shit out of it? Like every day?

This book is a unique take on overcoming huge obstacles in life and in the mind in order to find joy and happiness through finding yourself.

The reader will be taken along on Alex’s journey, while simultaneously extracting her life lessons learned along the way. This book connects with millennials, generation X-ers, and baby boomers who want to be happy, inspired, and entertained at the same time. It was written to share the lessons learned through living and traveling abroad, studying yoga, meditation, and spiritual teachings that hold the secrets to finding your “happy place," no matter what circumstances you were born into. Above all, it is about inspiring people to live the life they are meant to live, free of fear. It’s about “finding your free.”

Outline

*At the beginning of each of the 3 parts of the book, a paragraph/quote of spiritual wisdom will appear. At the end of each chapter an important life lesson learned by Alex will be shared with the reader.

Part One: The Hand You're Dealt

Chapter 1: Life Behind the Iron Curtain

Backstory of Alex’s family, home-life, and political / historical context of Bucharest, Romania, under communism. A glimpse into what living in a totalitarian state with almost non-existent contact with the outside world is like. The main characters are established. Alex’s life (birth-8 years old) & Ileana’s life (Alex’s mom, birth – 35 years old).

Chapter 2: Leaving Big Brother, Plunging Into the Abyss

Parents’ decision to escape Romania, family separated for 2 years, limited contact. Overview of two years: father’s experience landing in Canada with nothing and having to rebuild. Alex’s and her mother’s experiences in Romania during this time, the Romanian revolution, and getting out of the country.

Chapter 3: Starting Over (combination of narration and diary excerpts, 9-11 years old)

Culture shock, leaving Romania and being plunged into life in a consumerist society, with no tools to navigate it. Family’s attempts at adaptation, various coping mechanisms. Mother plunges into depression/insanity/alienation, Alex learns to turn on the charm and fit in, while hiding the crazy aspects of her home-life.

Chapter 4: Fake It 'Til You Make It

Alex forging new identity while blending in and rebelling against her past. School and high school life (parties, boys, drinking, drugs, and liberation, while mother sinks further into depression and craziness). Contrast between a “fake” identity on the outside and domestic reality, hiding what’s happening at home. Total schism between capitalist/consumerist values and education/culture/values of mom. Father is carrying family, building career, harnessing power of his mind, and optimistic attitude. No barriers.

Part Two: Musical Chairs (Moves & Travels)

Chapter 5: The Second Migration (narrative and diary excerpts)

While Alex is discovering work and independence in high school, mom and dad move to Holland to work on the ICTY tribunal, which prosecutes crimes against former Yugoslavia. Alex’s life as a partying, straight-A student and Hooters waitress. Living as a self-sufficent adult from 16-23. Double life: student, quasi-celebrity, party girl/academic. Between childhood and adulthood. The travel bug starts, as she discovers travel to Europe, begins developing an even thicker emotional shield, and creates an identity of being a self-sufficent “island.”

Chapter 6: Playing Dress-Up (anachronisms and dualities)

Alex is on her way to achieving the North American dream. University and career prospects in law – boys, boyfriends, sex stories, and fear of commitment. Playing house with an older boyfriend in a cookie-cutter life: a house, 2 cars, and 3 cats. Law school looming, Alex feels something is off but keeps on this course until a sudden existential meltdown and a strong gut feeling cause her to make a split-second decision (fueled by her gut) to escape it all and move to Asia.

Chapter 7: The Hamster Wheel: Culture Shock and Living Upside Down (emails and journals)

Hilarious experiences spanning 3 years of living in South Korea. Escaping marriage, falling in lust with the man who “ruined” her. Extreme highs and lows, beginnings of spiritual discoveries & finding glimpses of a life purpose, through Asian travels and adventures.

Chapter 8: The Quarter Life Crisis

Europe and Asia travels, escape from Asia and reverse culture shock after moving to a new city back in Canada with a manic-depressive boyfriend. Awaited bliss turns into an existential nightmare: at twenty-six, Alex is living in a new city, making new friends, living as an Anglophone in a French province, working new jobs,and freaking out because she’s twenty-six and, while all her friends are well into careers & families, she still doesn’t know what she’s supposed to be doing with her life. She discovers design, which ends up saving her life and sanity through what is about to happen.

Chapter 9: Glimpses of me (Heaven and Hell) (narrative & diary excerpts)

Alex is pummeling through design school, new friends and travel, following her passion while keeping her home-life and dealing with a manic-depressive drug addicted boyfriend a secret. Her relationship with her parents evolves while she is facing astounding career possibilities. The course of hers and her mothers’ life shifts as her father is diagnosed with terminal cancer in his early 50’s. Her boyfriend, Drew, free falls into drugs, mother and father move back to Canada, Alex navigates huge internship with boyfriend’s exploding alcoholism/drug addiction & design/creativity.

Chapter 10: The Career Trap

Alex starts her dream job at a top advertising agency, while not dealing with the heartbreak of Drew & dad. Workaholism & alcoholism (wine-ism). Confessions of a single gal, as she works, dates, and fakes identities in exchange for one-night stands. Life is rock&roll, new career opportunities with Madonna and top fashion label while trying to survive mysoginistic bosses, work pressures, and not dealing with anything.

Chapter 11: The Boiling Point

Career ascent, physical breakdown, and discovering yoga after a work-related burnout. Horrible bosses (mysoginism, idea-stealing, and workplace harassment). Women’s struggle in advertising - it’s still a man’s world. Alex meets John, a 45-year-old television director and copywriter - 6 year relationship teaching Alex about love. Relationship spans Alex’s career, yoga journey, discovering herself and transforming.

Part Three: The Awakening

Chapter 12: India & Popping the Emotional Pimple (The Boiling Point, The Beginning of the End) (blog posts & narrative)

Alex’s yoga practice takes her to India for two months for a yoga teacher training, which is a transformative experience. She returns home to her “regular life” with a total shift in her perception, as she navigates through 2 opposite worlds: ego-driven advertising world vs. ego-less yoga. This is the beginning of her spiritual journey, and the beginning of her spiritual journey.

Chapter 13: Aftermath & Exiting Comfort Zones

Alex returns to Romania for the first time in twenty-six years and begins to understand her mother’s struggle, as she is the same age as her mother was when she left Romania. Following her return, she faces her biggest fears and plunges out of all her comfort zones: she freelances and has new adventures, success, and a life of freedom, yoga, and travel. New opportunities arise: Cirque du Soleil, new clients, yoga retreats, becoming an entrepreneur, making a great living by merging all her talents into her ventures. As she finds freedom, her relationship with John begins to change. She meets a new man who forces her to question her safe relationship and to open herself up to love and the possibility of heartbreak. She decides to go to Bali for a few months to go further into her yoga teacher training, intense meditation, and to find out who she really is. She has some tough grown-up decisions to make.

Chapter 13: Open, Release, Surrender: Bali (diary excerpts)

As Alex goes through her Bali experience, her entire existence and assumptions (about her mother, her past, her relationships, and her future) are in question. She is at a pivotal crossroads in her life, as she works on releasing the past, forgiveness, and being honest with her heart. There is hilarity and depth in her discoveries about herself and her adventures. After a transformative two months in Bali, it ends by blowing up in her face. Alex, for the first time in her life, experiences true heartbreak.

Chapter 14: Opened, Released, Surrendered. Now Love.

As Alex returns home after her spiritual awakening and in a total WTF state, she must decide whether to stay with John or break free of her last safety net. As life deals her circumstances through which she is forced to truly practice mindfulness and surrendering (actually living her yoga), she clings to the idea of stability (John), while creating a new life for herself. In this vulnerability, she finally finds a way to release the past, mend her relationship with her mother, and truly learn to open up her heart. She discovers strength in vulnerability, and a state of bliss, despite what happens on the outside. This story ends with love, found in the most unexpected places.

*At the end of the book, a summary of the life lessons will be recapped, as well as a final inspirational paragraph and afterword by Alex about happiness.

Audience

This book connects with millennials, generation X-ers, and baby boomers who want to be happy, inspired, and entertained at the same time. Therefore, it appeals to anyone who wants to be happy and break free of fear and the constraints of their terrorist minds in order to live an authentic and joyous life. The readers are people who want to be inspired in their lives and want to live a meaningful life. Whether they are seasoned travelers or people who would like to travel but have not yet, they are people who are curious about the world and the self and are either at the beginning or middle of their own spiritual journeys. They are either free spirits or people who would like to be; they are yogis, meditators, or people who have always wanted to do yoga but are too scared. They are open-minded, they question the status quo, they are inquisitive, and they don’t want to settle for the norm. They are searching for ways to release toxic relationships, ways to resolve childhood wounds, and for love. They believe that there is a happier version of themselves out there, but they just have not found out how to attain it. They have a sense of humor.

This book is relevant to them because it is funny, deep, inspiring, and merges real-life experiences and learnings from psychology, eastern spirituality, and Western realities. Alex has lived through many experiences that others often say they wish they could have but have not, and she shares her story in a way that can inspire and empower her readers to find happiness and peace. If SHE could do it, so can they. Alex, throughout the book until she begins to delve deeper into yoga, was a skeptic, had an overactive mind, was emotionally blocked, was angry, was scared, and was moving ahead at lightning speed. If it had not been for her burnout and discovering yoga, she would have died within a few years. If she was able to transform herself and tap into the unlimited potential for joy and happiness inherent in all of us, everyone can do it. Because she lived it, she is able to share it with her students, her loved ones, and people she doesn’t know, and inspire them on her blog, through her classes, and now to a wider audience through this book. It is a memoir that facilitates self-help.

Promotion

Facebook Page: YogaBender: 760 followers

Instagram Yogabender: 1,730 followers

Facebook Page Personal: 705 followers

Facebook Page: YogaJetaways: 409 followers

Yogajetaways email list: Yoga practitioners interested in Alex’s yoga retreats - 200 addresses

Yoga studio clients email lists: Alex’s yoga students & other yoga practitioners in various Montreal studios - hundreds of addresses

Yoga, Travel, and Meditation/Spirituality Facebook groups: Thousands of Audiences

Alex will use her blog and social media platforms, as well as her email list and existing yoga studios where she teaches to promote the book. Alex is also a graphic designer and art director, so she is very well versed in leveraging social media to promote a product, as well as creating content, since she does this for a living, both for her own business ventures and for promoting the visibility of her clients’ brands and products. 

Competition

Yoga Bitch: One Woman's Quest to Conquer Skepticism, Cynicism, and Cigarettes on the Path to Enlightenment

By Suzanne Morrison

Published by Three Rivers Press; Original edition (August 16, 2011)

When Suzanne Morrison decides to travel to Bali for a two-month yoga retreat, she wants nothing more than to be transformed from a twenty-five-year-old with a crippling fear of death into her enchanting yoga teacher, Indra—a woman who seems to have found it all: love, self, and God. But things don’t go quite as expected. Once in Bali, she finds that her beloved yoga teacher and all of her yogamates wake up every morning to drink a large, steaming mug…of their own urine. Sugar is a mortal sin. Spirits inhabit kitchen appliances. And the more she tries to find her higher self, the more she faces her cynical, egomaniacal, cigarette-, wine-, and chocolate-craving lower self. 

Eat Pray Love: One Woman's Search for Everything across Italy, India, and Indonesia

By Elizabeth Gilbert

Published by Riverhead Books (January 30, 2007)

In her early thirties, Elizabeth Gilbert had everything a modern American woman was supposed to want—husband, country home, successful career—but instead of feeling happy and fulfilled, she was consumed by panic and confusion. This wise and rapturous book is the story of how she left behind all these outward marks of success, and set out to explore three different aspects of her nature, against the backdrop of three different cultures: pleasure in Italy, devotion in India, and on the Indonesian island of Bali, a balance between worldly enjoyment and divine transcendence.

10% Happier: How I Tamed the Voice in My Head, Reduced Stress Without Losing My Edge, and Found Self-Help That Actually Works -- A True Story

By Dan Harris

Published by Dey Street Books (March 11, 2014)

After having a nationally televised panic attack, Dan Harris knew he had to make some changes. A lifelong nonbeliever, he found himself on a bizarre adventure involving a disgraced pastor, a mysterious self-help guru, and a gaggle of brain scientists. Eventually, Harris realized that the source of his problems was the very thing he always thought was his greatest asset: the incessant, insatiable voice in his head, which had propelled him through the ranks of a hypercompetitive business, but had also led him to make the profoundly stupid decisions that provoked his on-air freak-out.

Eventually Harris stumbled upon an effective way to rein in that voice, something he always assumed to be either impossible or useless: meditation, a tool that research suggests can do everything from lower your blood pressure to essentially rewire your brain. 10% Happier takes readers on a ride from the outer reaches of neuroscience to the inner sanctum of network news to the bizarre fringes of America’s spiritual scene, and leaves them with a takeaway that could actually change their lives

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Chapter 12: India & Popping the Emotional Pimple

Blog post: November 13, 2014 - A Day In The Life Of A Yoga Inmate


It’s 5:00 in the morning, and I’ve snuck out of our yoga bunkers, ran up a hill in the dark, and am hiding in the shadows outside our carbs-only restaurant, trying to check my emails before our morning chanting session starts. This is the only spot to get Wi-Fi, and my only chance to get a fix before they turn it off for the rest of the day. There are others like me; I can spot their white uniforms in the dark.

We exchange silent, sympathetic glances. We’re not allowed to speak until after lunch, which is seven hours away.

We must be careful, so that none of our yoga guards or their informants catch us in the act and take away our only connection to the outside world. What we are doing is strictly forbidden. Many things are strictly forbidden here.

THIS is yoga camp, and we willingly checked ourselves in for one month. We paid a lot of money to be here, to learn how to teach Ashtanga yoga. The best part is that we are being taught in the classical Indian tradition. The hardest part is that we are being taught in the classical Indian tradition. This entails rigid self discipline, and here’s what a what a “normal” day looks like:

Wake up at 5:00 A.M., shower, get dressed in my HOT couture (get it?) white uniform, which I will wear all day.

Pro: it’s baggy and has no shape, so it hides my new carb-belly. Con: I look like a plastic grocery bag.

On an empty stomach (we can’t sneak food into our rooms because the bugs will find it – we tried and got attacked by ants), we walk to the shala, where for the next 1.5 to 2 hours, I will sit in the same position, chant, do pranayama breathing techniques, and meditate.

This part of the day is my personal hell. I feel like I’m being put in the corner for time-out.

We sit on the same cushion, in the exact same spot every morning. We’re not allowed to change places, move our legs, or slouch once we begin. The chanting teacher then does and says the same thing every day: tells us to sit in a comfortable sitting position (yeah, right) and chants things in Sanskrit. We have to sing along after her.

Aside from the fact that the melodies are irritating and I find it ridiculous that I’m chanting in a language I don’t understand (to deities or concepts that I don’t believe will really bring me to a higher spiritual plane), I can’t even pronounce the freaking words!

Oh yeah, and I’m completely tone deaf.

Not to mention that, having grown up under an Eastern European dictatorship, which entailed having to sing daily songs of reverence to our great and fearless leader while wearing my communist school uniform, I am having a severe internal allergic reaction to this whole chanting business.

But it’s probably just another issue I have to work through here in yoga camp.

Once chanting-time is finished and lord Shiva has bestowed his blessings upon us for being good little yoga sheep, we go through pranayama (special breathing techniques) for about half an hour (again, same ones every day). These are meant to stimulate different energy channels in the body and to calm the mind, activate your chakras, and so on.

This part I don’t hate so much, since at least I feel like I’m DOING something useful with my time and can actually feel some kind of physical and mental benefits once it’s over. Plus, I’m getting extra oxygen, which hopefully will help counteract my now ex-smoking habit.

Have I mentioned how many fellow trainees either smoke, have just quit, or are in the process of quitting? I found this very surprising, yet oddly comforting.

It’s good to know that Stacy and I are not the only degenerates.

Now back to prison. Following chanting and breathing, we are led by another teacher into meditation. It always starts the same way: we are permitted to slightly adjust our comfortable (insert eye roll here) sitting positions, but not too much.

We then contemplate our breath for an eternity. In reality it’s only about 30 minutes, but, if you’re me, it feels like forever.

First off, if my ass, hips, and lower back were hurting before, by this point I feel like I’ve been donkey-kicked in the kidneys…

This usually ends up being the focus of my meditation: how to keep micro adjusting my posture without being observed and reprimanded by our yoga guards. They have eyes everywhere.

I haven’t felt so monitored since middle school detention. But on the bright side, the pain and discomfort keep me in the present moment. So I guess meditation IS working after all.

After meditation we chant AGAIN (yaaaay!) for another half an hour, still seated in the same “comfortable” position. By the time we’re released, the sun is coming up, the insects, birds, and monkeys are having their early morning conversations, and we must silently make our way up a steep hill if we want our reward, which is half a banana and herbal tea.

Our bodies are so sore all the time from our asana (position) classes that walking up that hill seems masochistic.

But what choice do we have? We NEED that half a banana if we’re going to survive the upcoming 2-hour asana class.

We have a two hour class where we go through the Ashtanga primary series with Lalit, our master teacher, assisted by two senior teachers who work us, bend us, push us, and twist us into positions we never thought possible, all the while focusing on alignment, breathing, and posture modifications.

These classes are intense, but a-maaa-zing. By the end we’re dirty, sweaty, exhausted, sometimes extremely energized, and sometimes extremely paralyzed with physical pain. Still, it’s so worth it.

After this class, the sun is at peak, and we crawl once again up the steep hill to eat breakfast at the à la carb restaurant, which serves the same thing EVERY SINGLE MORNING: fruit, oats, bread, and another carb-something-or-other.

Then we slink back down to the shala oven where we have a two hour lecture on anatomy, philosophy, history, ayurveda, yoga business, or classroom management by different experts in these fields.

The classes are fascinating, but we are bombarded with so much information (in English and in Sanskrit) and have so many readings and homework assignments to do in our “spare time,” which we usually spend sleepwalking, that it can get very overwhelming, very quickly. Compounded with the insane heat and exhaustion is the torture of having to sit upright for hours on end.

The teachers stand around the shala, and if they catch anyone slouching or leaning on anything they poke you in the back and make you sit correctly. Even extending your legs towards the front of the class is a crime.

The end of the lectures also signals the end of our seven hour morning session, and we crawl once again up the hill for our carb-lunch. Our saving grace has been the discovery of a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant a five minute walk away from the yoga compound, and we’ve started sneaking off there for lunch and dinner, to eat protein and use their Wi-Fi.

After lunch, we go back to camp, have another 2-hour theory class, followed by another 2-hour asana class or teaching practicum, where we are beginning to teach small groups and structure our classes. This is super fun! Also, there’s no chanting. ;)

At sunset we are free to die. Except we don’t, because the thought of showers, food, and Wi-Fi keeps us going.

There!!! We’ve gotten through our 13-hour yoga routine! Time for dinner.

Most often, we sacrifice our jelly legs, boycott the yoga restaurant, and make the trek back to our protein spot, where groups usually sit in silent camaraderie, glued to their iPhones, trying to get enough Wi-Fi time to connect with their loved ones.

We have to be back by 10:00, which is when the guards have been instructed to lock all deserters out.

Then we go back to our hot rooms, hand wash our uniforms, do some homework or reading, go to bed, and mentally prepare for the upcoming day.

We were warned that this is a very trying and challenging process, that it is extremely demanding both mentally and physically.

Because we are learning the traditional Indian Yoga path to teaching, the discipline is much more intense than in western-based teaching methods, and the entire process of learning and structure of the program is geared towards making us break apart from our egos and our habits.

A bit like prison actually, but I DO have to give them credit for not replacing our names with numbers. Not yet, anyways.

Every day is unpredictable in terms of our emotional, physical, and mental reactions. We fluctuate constantly between peaks and valleys and have learned to recognize when our peers are having a breakdown, and leave them alone or support them, accordingly.

Tears often come when you least expect them, and fatigue sometimes just hits you like a ton of elephants and paralyzes you.

Every day, at least one person starts crying out of nowhere; it’s become so normal, hardly anyone even notices anymore.

On the other hand, you could be hit by a bout of laughter during the most somber moments, or have intense, irrational anger in the most benign situation. Many have threatened to quit, only to change their minds and be all about the positives a few hours later.

We tend to aim our frustration (quietly, of course) at our teachers, since they are the easy and logical targets of our yoga-induced wrath.

I must say that the yogi inmates are incredible, and this situation has helped form very special bonds with people from very different places and backgrounds.

And so, as we crawl on through this “special” yoga adventure, we can take comfort in knowing that some prisons are worth doing time in.

LIFE LESSONS:

You can’t change someone. You can’t fix someone. You can’t save someone who won’t save himself. If they don’t love themselves, they can’t love you. Walk away.

Sometimes it’s OK to walk away. A constant struggle doesn’t mean you have to “overcome something.” Let it go. Walk away.

You can’t give away what you don’t have. If you don’t have love in your heart, you can’t give love to anyone else.

You see what you look for. If you look for reasons to be angry, you will find them. If you look for reasons to be grateful, you will find them.

Pran follows attention. Wherever you put your attention, that’s where your energy goes. What you focus on expands. You can choose what you see. You can choose where to put your energy. You can choose your existence. Reality is only a mirror of your own perception and filters.

Open hand.


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