Yogis Anonymous

02/24/2026

Hip Opening, Inverting Power Flow with Angela Kukhahn Yoga just went live on YogisAnonymous.com and you can take this class along with thousands of others, right now ✨ $18/month, $180/year. One week free for new members, hassle-free cancellation from your account page, but we bet you’ll want to stick around ☺️😉

Download the app when your membership goes into effect, and join our weekly live classes, too. See you on the mat! 🧘🏽🧘🏾‍♀️🧘🏽‍♂️🤸🏼🤸‍♀️🤸🏿‍♂️

02/24/2026

Brent Laffoon with Prime the Pump 2 on YogisAnonymous.com✨
1 week free for new members!

02/24/2026

Let’s say you’re having some big feelings. Could be any feelings — rage, despair, mental and emotional exhaustion, toxic patriarchy syndrome, whatever. It’s not “all good” and we don’t twist ourselves in knots pretending that it is.

Sometimes your heart is broken and sometimes you’re disgusted by a bunch of grown men you were cheering for three minutes ago. Life is full of everything and any decent spiritual practice is not going to ask you to pretend otherwise. It’s going to give you the tools to deal with it, so that asshats don’t control your blood pressure. So that the quality of your day is not determined by outside forces. So that you decide where to spend your time and energy, and so you can direct some of your energy toward caring about your community. Your neighbors. So that you can speak up when something isn’t right. These are good things.

Anyway, let’s say you’re having big feelings. You could get on your mat and join the fantastic for her new class Hip Opening, Inverting Power Flow. It’s waiting for you along with thousands of other classes at YogisAnonymous.com✨First week free for new members✨

See you on the mat! 🧘🏽🧘🏾‍♀️🧘🏽‍♂️🤸🏼🤸‍♀️🤸🏿‍♂️

02/18/2026

Prime the Pump 2 with Brent Laffoon just went live. If you’re looking for a little something to keep you ✨totally focused ✨on what you’re doing for 42 minutes and not on *anything else* this may be just the thing, friends. It’s important to fill your tank so you have something to offer up.

You can prime the pump right now if you’re a member, or sign up at YogisAnonymous.com, it’s easy. New members get one week free🧘🏽🧘🏾‍♀️🧘🏽‍♂️

Be sure to download the Yogis Anonymous app, included with your membership once it kicks in 🌻

02/14/2026

I’m writing from a seat in the sky, somewhere between Los Angeles, where I’ve lived for the last twenty-five years, and New York City, where I was born and raised. I am heading to what will always be my “Mom’s house” even though it’s an apartment, not a house, and even though she doesn’t reside there anymore. She doesn’t reside anywhere anymore as far as I know, except in my mind and in my DNA. Maybe I am closer to her here in the sky than I am anywhere else, or maybe I am always close to her now because I carry her in my heart every second of the day.
It’s not ideal, writing on a plane — every so often I lose the wifi and a message pops up: Trying to connect.

Aren’t we all, I think.

Keep reading here:

I’m writing from a seat in the sky, somewhere between Los Angeles, where I’ve lived for the last twenty-five years, and New York City, where I was born and raised.

02/06/2026

This week’s essay is live and I have feelings about and lots of other things. This is an excerpt, not the beginning nor the end, but those are just constructs, anyway.

To read, click the Come As You Are link in bio.

P.S. Exchanging disgusting emails with a known pdf is not “bad judgment” it’s a moral abyss.

01/31/2026

Once when I was in tenth grade, my friend John overslept and missed our morning English class. He caught up with me after and asked if he could borrow my notebook — we had a test the next day and he wanted to copy my notes so he’d know what to study. I gave it to him without hesitation and said he could have it until the end of the day, but I did need to leave right after the bell so I wouldn’t be late for my dance class. I told him I’d meet him outside the boys’ locker room after school. We passed each other in the hallways a few times as the day wore on. He high-fived me at one point.

We weren’t extremely close, but had a lot of friends in common. We’d been at school together a few years by then. We’d been at the same parties, laughed together at school assemblies, sat next to each other on the bus heading to field trips here and there. He could be snarky, and though I hadn’t discovered my own snark yet, I appreciated it in other people as long as it wasn’t mean-spirited.

Keep reading here:

Love always wins in the end

01/27/2026

I went to a protest last week with my wonderful friend Susan. I joined her at the last minute and didn’t have time to make a pretty sign, but I had a little poster board and a stick, so I jotted down exactly how I felt — and later —when I got home, I posted a pic.

A lot of people said they wished they could have the text on a t-shirt, so in my essay this week I asked if anyone I knew had a t-shirt company. Extra credit if it was a woman-owned small business. Extra *extra* credit if they wanted to make the proceeds go to the ACLU (always doing incredible work to fight this administration, stand up for our immigrant community, and do everything possible to defend the rights afforded to all people under the Constitution), and The National Q***r and Trans Therapists of Color Network

If you are not familiar with them, they “sit at the intersection of the mental health field and movements for social justice.” They are doing such beautiful and important work.

To my utter delight, Wyrd Shirts appeared like a social justice superhero and made my t-shirt dreams come true. Not only that, she is donating 100% of the proceeds after cost to these two incredible organizations. I am not taking anything except the joy of raising money and awareness for some of the helpers out there. The helpers are hurting y’all. If you haven’t found a way to pitch in, maybe start with a t-shirt and go from there. She has other awesome designs and great causes up on her site.

There are two different styles, one for each of the organizations. For any men cool enough to wear these, look under women’s sizes in “Unisex”

Love y’all very much. Stay safe out there, and remember,

“Only the people can save the people.”

https://wyrdshirts.threadless.com/ for the tees ✊🏾✊🏿✊🏽✊🏼
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01/08/2026

It’s a very sad day when there are videos from every angle and no doubt a woman was killed in cold blood because a man decided he was going to kill her — and people will still lie about what happened. They’ll watch the videos and see what they want to see, just like they watched what happened on January 6th five years ago, and decided afterward that was not an insurrection.

Those people with a noose yelling, “hang Mike Pence” and beating Capitol police officers with poles, breaking windows and doors and causing destruction on the Senate floor and through the halls of Congress were not violent rioters.

We all know what we saw and heard. It’s getting old. It’s killing us to pretend things are not what they are. It’s dangerous. If you are following a person who demands you pretend reality is different than what you see with your own eyes and hear with your own ears, it’s time to think about what you’re doing. Doesn’t matter if it’s your partner, your parent, or your president.

I wrote about it. To read:

https://open.substack.com/pub/allyhamilton/p/the-revolution-will-not-be-televised?r=gcqpo&utm_medium=ios&shareImageVariant=overlay

Her name was Renee Nicole Good. She was a woman, a mom, a daughter, a wife and a poet. She should still be here. May her memory be a blessing.