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04/22/2026

If you’re searching for joy and awe, I suggest turning over your compost pile, as we did recently. A couple years worth of food scraps and w**ds has become beautiful lush soil. From what would usually be deemed “waste,” time and microbiology have created one of the true treasures of the earth. Soil. The foundation of life.

The regenerative farming books I gorged on this winter draw a strict distinction between fertile soil and dead dirt, but like William Bryant Logan, author of the excellent Dirt: The Ecstatic Skin of the Earth, I am loath to give up the d-word. Poetically speaking, I’d rather be a dirt farmer than a soil farmer.

And it turns out I am. As I was pitchforking a corner of the garden that was formerly heavy with clay, I realized I was turning good dirt! I’ve been gardening this plot for ten years, and the various inputs - compost, manure, wood chips, straw, even cardboard, have yielded a healthy soil where before there was clumpy clay. In some small way, my efforts have made a little piece of earth better. It’s a modest but real rejection of the extractive economy that drives the world we live in.

Yoga Sutra 1.14 says, “Practice becomes well-grounded when it is undertaken for a long time, without interruptions, with reverence and respect.” Well-grounded. Seasonal ameliorations of the soil; daily efforts of the body, breath, and mind. Little by little, undertaken for a long time, our efforts gradually transform the landscape into something richer.

Happy Earth Day!

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04/20/2026

Monday flow state~

don’t miss your chance to drop into Melissa’s vinyasa class before the series concludes at the end of the month >> tonight and next Monday, 6-7:15pm

come unfurl with us 🌿

04/17/2026

This morning, in the midst of practicing the eagle pose - a twisty balance pose, not my usual fare - I saw out of the corner of my eye an object float slowing to the ground, spinning leisurely, like an autumn leaf. But there are no leaves falling these days, so I wondered if a bluejay had fallen prey to a hawk. I took note of where it landed, and when I went out to investigate a few minutes later, I was stopped in my tracks by a presence in the tree. That’s not a hawk! my primitive brain screamed.

I was being studied by the imperturbable eye of an eagle. I froze in awe. It abided my presence for several breaths, so I went back in the house for my phone, and it stayed a few minutes longer while I took some pictures.

Some people think of yoga as contortionist stretching, but for me it’s about breathing, moving mindfully, and building inner awareness. However, this week, in celebration of the fact that there’s an eagle’s nest in close proximity to the studio, and in the spirit of having some fun, I taught the eagle pose (garudāsana). It is very pretzel-y, with both legs and arms intertwining - while standing on one leg. We all did what we could, and in one practitioner doing a modified version, I saw a perfect eagle gaze, strong, fierce, and calm.

There’s plenty of symbolism around the eagle. I prefer the connection to clear sight and big-picture perception, and linking the earthly and heavenly realms, to the martial connotation, which has persisted through many different eras and cultures. But most importantly, that the presence of eagles in my neck of the woods has become commonplace is testament to the fact that destructive human activity (in this case overhunting and DDT use) can be changed. To step out the door and find a juvenile bald eagle perched in the locust tree is enough to send my heart soaring.

04/15/2026

Sound and chakra resonance~

We are delighted to welcome a special program next week exploring the potency of vibration and relaxation with an immersive Tibetan Sound Healing journey.

Special guests Irene and Sadie will transport participants into sonic bliss as they offer a collective healing immersion, sharing wisdom about the chakra energy system and a gentle yet profound meditative sound experience.

Saturday, 4/25 from 1-2:15.
Pre-registration required. Hop to our bio for more 💫

04/13/2026

tfw the weekly weather report is above 70* every day… 😎

spring is really starting to do her thing, even if she’s still a bit moody. (relatable 💁‍♀️)

come get some sunny flow vibes tonight with . there’s only a few weeks left in our vinyasa series, some come get it while it’s hot~

6-7:15pm at the studio 🌸

04/11/2026

Spotted: Wisdom Roots in the wild! 🏖️
We are loving these insulated tumblers to keep you cool or warm *and* hydrated.
Ask us about them when you come in for your next class 🫧

04/10/2026

I was home for Easter. The house I grew up in burned down twenty years ago, so by home I mean the people I find there, and the piece of land, now occupied by a better house. The property’s few acres are mostly wooded, and a creek runs along its southern border.

The stream is one of many that runs into Owasco Lake, one of the smaller Fingerlakes. It is a character from my childhood, the chief source of summer entertainment, whose babbling I heard from my bedroom window, and the first place I ever meditated, though I didn’t have a name for it then.

In recent years, unusually heavy rains have rerouted the water, undercutting trees, and eating away at the bank of our backyard, now diminished to about half the width I remember. Last week it flooded again. The woods were scoured by rushing water, which moved rocks and logs and pulled down trees in its wake. A different personality from the enchanted place where we played as children, catching crayfish and frogs, watching the water gliders, piling stones.

As my parents and I strolled along the washed out bank, checking out storm damage and ogling the spring shoots, we were talking about what will become of us, and the land, in the next five, ten, fifty years. A heavy conversation, mitigated by the spring ephemerals. Black cohosh, wood squill, spring beauties. Trillium and trout lily, no flowers yet. Ramps and wild chives, small, but already pungent. These diminutive harbingers of hope and continuity push up through the leaf litter and along the floodplain. The heart leans heavily on these faithful beings in the face of mortality, war, and climate disruption, and is rewarded. Stalwart and dependable, they are not as delicate as they appear.

Spring and all its flowers
now joyously break their vow of silence.
It is time for celebration, not for lying low;
You too — w**d out those roots of sadness from your heart.

A snippet of Hafez, poet of 14th century Persia (Iran), a civilization recently threatened with extinction.

04/09/2026

~ explore the heights and depths of yoga teaching ~

Life gives us many opportunities that test our sense of stability.
Weather changes. Things come and go. Disappointments, disagreements, and all the unpredictability of living in a physical existence.

The heart of yogic teaching is always calling us back to our inner-steadiness: our breath, our heartbeat, the firm press of feet to earth.

During our upcoming 5-day retreat, we'll be exploring this theme through the lens of the Bhagavad Gita - the ancient spiritual text that offers timeless guidance on dharma, purpose, devotion, and inner mastery.

If you've ever wondered:
~ what is my true duty?
~ how do I act without being consumed by outcomes?
~ how do I remain steady in uncertain times?

This teaching will speak directly to these questions.

Come join us for Total Knowledge, May 3-8, 2026. 💫

04/07/2026

heyy spring 👋🏻

life in the HIlltown is a lot about character development and grit-work. especially in these unpredictable, changeable seasons. and still, we wouldn’t have it any other way 🤍🩵💙

come find your inner stability with us~

04/01/2026

Yesterday I finally heard the peepers, one of my favorite sounds on earth. Last week, in the same woods, the vernal ponds were icy, silent. Now the painted turtles perched on logs, the frogs croaked their full-throated chorus, and the little peepers chirped their spring symphony.

Walking in the woods, rejoicing in the awakening amphibians and reptiles, I was worrying. Yes, it’s spring, but there is too much war, too much greed, too much injustice. Too many trees have plagues, the pollinators are dying off, the seas are rising, and we have only 50 years of topsoil left. I zoom out and think of the big cycles, the ages of flourishing and destruction, described both in the fossil record and Vedic cosmology. Time is cycling, systems arise and decay. We exist in a pinprick of history.

As I approached the wetlands the peepers were going strong. But I heard them pause and note my presence when I was still 300 feet away. They tentatively began again as I drew nearer and mounted an old stone wall to record their music, which continued for a few more seconds, and then ceased. I crouched there, listening, hoping for more. I imagined them in the cold water, clinging to a branch or the muddy edge, also crouching, also listening, waiting.

I don’t know how they perceive my presence, or why it disturbs them, but they don’t start again. My ignorance is a point of hope - there is so much I don’t know, which helps me humbly admit, in spite of all the terrible things I do know, that the future is beyond my understanding.

The peepers out-waited me, and I walked off down the trail, leaving them in peace. As I listened to rain and rumbling thunder last night, I imagined them singing in the storm, a spring miracle, still having their say in the wounded and resilient world.

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03/30/2026

April weekly schedule drop ✨
We’re pretty excited about this early spring schedule, curated specifically to help you shake any winter dormancy and bloom into the new season with vibrancy. 🌷

Our two new series, Monday Vinyasa Flow with Melissa and Sunday Pilates Mat with Marika, will carry through all month long to help you feel strong and limber. Plus a special opportunity to surrender into relaxation with a Tibetan Bowl Sound Healing with Irene and Sadie later in the month.

All events are listed on the site, so pop over to get the deets. 💌

Wanting something a little extra personalized? Private Pilates reformer, yoga and Ayurveda wellness sessions are always available to meet you exactly where you are.

Happy Spring, friends! 🌞🪴🌼

03/27/2026

to a little BTS action from this week 🙃📸

We had the *best* time working with Becky of and cannot wait to see what she captured ~ and of course to sharing these updated studio photos with you ✨🌱🪴

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Rensselaerville, NY
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