The Yogini Diaries

Real-life glimpses of how to bring spiritual practice into daily life

The Heart of Inner Yoga Practice

Our inner yoga is a practice of returning to the movement within all things, a throb so intimate, so available…right here.
 A relaxing into the pulse of self-arising wisdom.

I Belong in This Circle

This I know: I belong in the circle of Yoginis. I have always been here. This circle is my teacher, satguru, it is my home, it is my sisters, it is my mother. It is myself.

The Way Things Are

Over the course of my life, I’ve accumulated a long list of things I like and don’t like, eat and don’t eat, wear and don’t wear, do and don’t do. A self-created box of The Way I Am, kept neat and tidy, stored safely in the corner and wrapped tight with a pretty pink bow.

Breaking Up with Doubt

Dear Doubt, I’m sorry, but I’ve had enough. It’s over between us. That’s right, over.

Our Team Values

We have recently been having team meetings discussing some of our values at Awakening Women, we would like to share them with you here.

You are a Holy Compost Pile at the Edge of Evolution

The new world grows out of this fertile brew made of our outgrown clothes, our errors and awakenings, our dreams and prayers, and the luminous horizon we sense there—in the pause between the breath, in the gap between thoughts, in the softening of the heart. You are a holy compost pile at the very edge of evolution.

I Am a Yogini

Being Indian, the word yogini is not unfamiliar. A yogini for me is a woman who burns with the fire of her practice, who is uncompromising with her soul-work, who continually lives on the edge of her consciousness ~ forever aware and awake.

Surrendering to Joy

A story of revolutionary ripples of change, sparked by a summer of choosing joy.

Oxytocin: The Healing Key within the Female Body

In times of stress, women don’t move to run or fight ~ they reach out to protect and connect. Oxytocin is a woman’s natural de-stress mechanism.

She had other plans…?

She had other plans…?

    We sat in circle by the shore of the sacred Yuba river as Cynthia unwrapped the Earth Vase. It was a Monday in late October and my dharma sisters — Maleda, Clare, Vera and Cynthia — and I were gathered for ceremony. There was an eerie light, a warmth...

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The Way Things Are

The Way Things Are

Over the course of my life, I’ve accumulated a long list of things I like and don’t like, eat and don’t eat, wear and don’t wear, do and don’t do. A self-created box of The Way I Am, kept neat and tidy, stored safely in the corner and wrapped tight with a pretty pink bow.

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You are a Holy Compost Pile at the Edge of Evolution

You are a Holy Compost Pile at the Edge of Evolution

The new world grows out of this fertile brew made of our outgrown clothes, our errors and awakenings, our dreams and prayers, and the luminous horizon we sense there—in the pause between the breath, in the gap between thoughts, in the softening of the heart. You are a holy compost pile at the very edge of evolution.

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Reclaim Your Prayers

Reclaim Your Prayers

Prayer doesn’t have to happen on our knees with our hands folded. Simply being present with this moment is prayer. Prayer can be dancing, it can be singing, it can be opening your arms wide on a hilltop screaming at the top of your lungs. It can be closing your eyes, floating in the ocean, listening to the pulse of life.

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I Will Not Hold Myself Back…

I Will Not Hold Myself Back…

For four years I had the honor to meet with a very special circle of girls. They were fourteen young women and we started to meet when they were in sixth grade. The story that follows is about a practice we did together the first time we got together.

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I Am a Yogini

I Am a Yogini

Being Indian, the word yogini is not unfamiliar. A yogini for me is a woman who burns with the fire of her practice, who is uncompromising with her soul-work, who continually lives on the edge of her consciousness ~ forever aware and awake.

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Who is MahaMaya? (video)

The magnificent MahaMaya arises out of ancient roots, appearing as perhaps the most paradoxical Goddess throughout the eastern tantric traditions. She is both the Great Liberator who awakens us from the illusion of separation, and the very veil of ignorance that makes us forget the union we are made of.

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The Way to Water ~ Finding Flow

The Way to Water ~ Finding Flow

The water of my body is frozen in jagged angles, damming the regular rhythmic flow. Life has been like this for me. A steady weather pattern. The winter then the melt. Eventually, always a period of sun. Learning to watch weather has cultivated ease.

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