
A Path to Something Greater
By some quirk of fate, 50 years ago, I stumbled across a yoga class being offered at my local art museum. (There were no yoga
By some quirk of fate, 50 years ago, I stumbled across a yoga class being offered at my local art museum. (There were no yoga
A few years ago, a wave of events rippled into my life: A family member was diagnosed with a critical illness. Our home flooded. Our
When I began attending yoga classes in 1998 I, like so many others, did so as a way to relieve stress. My high stress levels
When Paul Quinn College students arrived on campus in August 2019, one of the first things they did was meet with a counselor who assesses
On August 27, jazz musician Alice Coltrane would have been 82 years old. She was a light in the music world but in the yoga
How many times have you been the only Black, male, older, rounder, physically limited, spiritually-focused, gay, trans, or otherwise ‘different’ student in a yoga class?
They caught shade last fall over their Jessamyn Stanley cover. The yoga community was thrilled so see our self-described “fat femme” sister on the cover —
In the summer of 1994, I met a tall, handsome, smart, funny man who suffered from a broken heart. Let’s call him OB. OB’s broken
Spring is here, and although on the East Coast it roared in dumping sleet and snow the first two days, we can trust that behind
“We’ve come a long way . . .but we still got a ways to go.” CONCEPTION In May 2008 two women sipped early morning coffee
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