Hanging out on the internet and consuming media, especially as long-form writing, is pretty much my favourite thing to do. It’s almost part of my spiritual practice. It definitely informs my life and how I engage with the world. In my internet wanderings, even while IAYB was on hiatus, I find myself paying attention to how yoga is portrayed in mainstream media.… Read more
One month ago, my mom had open heart surgery. I was completely unprepared for it. She was only slightly more prepared. Her heart, starting to wear out after decades of loving so hard and giving so much, has been a concern for a few years now.… Read more
This is the blog post that I’ve been meaning to write for a long time. The thing is, I wasn’t sure if it would be a break-up post, or a let’s-work-things-out post.
For the past year, IAYB has sat quietly waiting for… something.… Read more
As a self-described “social acupuncturist,” Emelia Symington Fedy isn’t afraid to needle into our deepest, darkest places. The Vancouver-based writer and actor has set her sights on the mash-up of yoga and self-help cultures in her latest “interactive yoga performance,” Through the Gaze of a Navel.… Read more
Lately I’ve been feeling a little disillusioned and skeptical about the ideals of diversity and inclusivity within yoga communities.
Not that I don’t think these are worthy ideals. As we have seen with the recent attacks on yoga for people of colour classes in Seattle, there is a need within yoga communities (and beyond) for spaces that are safe and enable access for people who don’t feel welcome in studio classes.… Read more