Strength. A strange word these days. What does the word mean outside of its typical egoic context? What does it mean beneath the outer experience as we’ve been taught it in Western culture? And this is a blog entry on the page of a yoga studio?
I know. This is yoga, or at least the yogic practice continues to be the doorway through which we enjoy a practice that, without premeditation or conceptualization, is expanding so fast and evolving in such ways that all we can do is surrender to it. It’s that powerful, that dynamic, and that soft and maleable. It’s like water…
How do we find the strength in a practice that, for most of its western life, has been mostly revolving around flexibility? How do we ‘cross-train’ and blend yoga into our lives in the most integrated, nourishing way? What happens if we are both flexible and strong?
Length and strength as one. This message is coming through so resonantly in this year of the water dragon. It is an extension of, if I may step into the world of dogma for a moment, the very Taoist vibe that seems to be flowing forth from such an intuitive practice.
There seems to be less and less room for discord, less and less room for anything that lacks balance. Less and less distance between such concepts as male and female, sky and ground, and all the endless conceptually opposed relationships.
Strength is in the flexibility, in the open-mindedness, and the willingness to step into the unknown. Strength is sensitivity, and the subtlety of awareness in everything we find ourselves immersed in.
You’ll find it in classes at the studio, where you can enjoy the ever-evolving and expanding practice. Threads are weaving themselves into a tapestry that keeps the practice so far outside the proverbial box that the word ‘yoga’ must be held with less and less attachment to what it has meant traditionally.
The postures are morphing, evolving, deconstructing, and refining themselves. The concept of ‘posture’ is breaking down under the creative flow of the primal dance emerging from the practice.
There are now three different variations of trikonasna, five different variations of parsvottanasana, and all the time postures seem to be emerging not as new, but simple and profound. The sequencing is nuts – a beautiful expression of symmetry as symmetry, and so deeply body appropriate and healing that we are finding depths of integration I never knew possible. But then another voice within says “duh”.
Now the martial stances are coming in that so beautifully bring Qi/Prana and Grace together, adding so much coiling and spring. The Dragon is certainly rising. There is truly no limit to movement as an expression of breath and core awareness. When I look around at all the beings in class, I don’t see students on the mat, but instead I am surrounded by the beauty of more and more awakening wild animals. It is truly awe inspiring.
You can attend classes yes, three times a week if possible is a magic number, a threshold that once traversed, amplifies the practice significantly. And if you want to go all the way into an exploration and study of where the practice is coming from, check out the yogananta training. Session 1 starts late next month, May 26th! There’s still time if you want to join us!
If you are attending classes at Dragon Rising, you get it. Sharing this practice and how it is reflected in the community is such a wonderful gift. To watch you embody, to see your energy soften and expand, and your awareness deepen – to see you all at once becoming soft and strong – I bow to that…
Much love in the creativity of the bursting Spring!


Recently I was contacted by a woman who owns a spa in Portland, Oregon by the name of
Why not? Why couldn’t this be the perfect opportunity to let go and look with wide eyes at something that might actually more adequately reflect the space we hold and the practice we share at the nameless yoga studio?
It took some time. A handful of days went by as I tried to feel into where the name might go, trying all the while to somehow retain the tree from our original logo, and of course the most important part – the Dragon. I tried all sorts of names and bounced them off of Margi and friends that frequent the studio. For a while it seemed there was nothing that would fit. And yet it also felt that it would not require a complete departure from what had come before.