I have been to a few Gong Baths now, and the very first one I went to was an awakening of sorts. My friend and I attended with a group of maybe fifteen or twenty strangers, and we all laid on the ground on a yoga mat or blanket, while the practitioner played the gongs …
Needles. A lot of them. All going into places I had never had needles. My head. My ears. My legs, my hands, my feet. What was I doing? I was getting down and dirty with feeling better, that’s what I was doing, and I had turned my attention to acupuncture, the ancient Chinese art of …
I remember signing up for my very first hot yoga class about ten years ago, having no idea what I was getting myself into. I gingerly arrived at the studio with my friend, who was also trying out her first class. We sat on our towels the wrong way, facing the front of the room, …
