A peripatetic yoga teacher doesn’t have a regular schedule. That said, I came across some amazing places to practice – environments that seemed to be calling for it – and I could always rustle up some students.
Here are some of the most memorable:
- Miami, USA. The last class I taught in the US was on the day they turned Biscayne Boulevard into a park and the DJ thought it would be appropriate to play ‘Sexual Healing’ throughout the entire yoga class.
- Camino de Santiago, Spain. The morning before setting off from Güemes, I led a group of pilgrims gathered together in a short pre-walk yoga session.
- Negev desert, Israel. At the rainbow festival I taught a class to twenty-five rainbow family members.
- Varanasi, India. I gave a class on the rooftop of the hotel and had to use a stick to keep monkeys from swiping the sandals of the students during savasana.
- Luang Prabang, Laos. We practiced on a platform listening to the bells and buddhist monks.
- Montreal, Canada. I found cool company in the tight-knit community at the Sivananda studio. I eventually spent a couple of months practicing and met a man who opened up an opportunity to go to Brazil.
- Trindade, Brazil. One of my happy places, I spent four months there in early 2015 teaching yoga every day in the middle of the rainforest.
- Rishikesh, India. I spent an intense six weeks in a yoga ashram practicing four times each day. My day would end on the banks of the Ganges taking the practice of yoga into the philosophy of yoga.
- Srinigar, Kashmir. We practiced on the deck of a houseboat in Dal Lake.
Thinking back to these experiences allows me to channel a bit of that peace and bring it to some of my classes in New York. Stay tuned.
Where is the most interesting place you’ve practiced yoga?