Magic summer !


Surrounded by mountains, islands and sea, climbers and adventurers. Surrounded by cloudberries and cod. I´ve feel lost and I´ve returned to find myself. I left my heart just to return to it again and again.

At times exhausting, at times really exciting – Inspiring all the time.

I´ve gone deeper in my yoga practice, feeling my body changing constantly, feeling more strength than ever and, at the same time, feeling really sensitive to everything around me, just as Swami Gitananda Giri said: “You are just becoming more sensitive and you are paying the price for conquering this sensitivity.”

I´ve been sharing my small knowledge freely and receiving in return a lot of love, honesty and gratitude.

But the most grateful here it´s myself.

The first truth is that I already had a summer in the southern hemisphere this year.

The second truth is that these months had been a little wet, windy and chilly for the concept of summer that I used to have. I am not t complaining, not at all. How can I complain when it´s right here, on the breakdown of my mental concepts, where hides the secret that has made this summer a magical one?

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Yoga is also poetry.



My friend Bárbara lives in London. She is a psychologist and she is doing her master there. She is a devote practitioner and also, a yoga instructor.

I have been working with her since the last year because she needed some testimonies of other yoga practitioners/instructors for her thesis.

A few months ago she sent me a few questions to use as a guide: she needed me to observe my practice in detail. So I did it.

Today I sent to her what I wrote about my observation:

The answer to -almost- all the questions that you sent me to help you is “It depends”.

And that is because the practice of asanas is something that is completely alive. Even now, after ten years of practice, the more I practice the more alive feel it.

In my practice, in general, there is this sensation that I want to go deeper, I would like to penetrate more with my intelligence into my body.

The practice does not feel good all the time. When there is some injury I feel a lot of frustration. Especially when I don´t get what I´m doing wrong and, exactly that addition –pain + frustration + impatience- brings out the worst of me. Then, when understanding finally arises there is a more tender sensation and I can practice with love and awareness of the injured part that is nothing more than my own self.

Right now, the way I look at the practice is changing. If I could put in words my “wish” during the practice this would be to experiment everything that my body could show me: it´s spaces, its knots, its emotions that, all the time are my spaces, knots and emotions.

It is complex.

My body is not essential in the yoga practice but only for the asana practice.

I make a difference there because, for me, yoga goes beyond my body, it´s an emotion. Sometimes it´s easier to feel, sometimes its harder. And its in that sense that the practice changes.

I could not say that the practice brings a specific “state” of mind/body/soul. The word “state” seems to be a little dogmatic, like a place where you can enter and exit, a place that always was there, before you. To say that the yoga practice brings a specific “state” of mind/body/soul puts yoga in something like a place to search in a map –the spiritual map-, outside of yourself and, after you found that place, you can “incorporate” it.

For me, in the other hand, yoga is something that flows within. Something that evolves silently, something that moves. Something that, as seawater does, touches with softness and calm, different parts of oneself, after the wave broke.

As the ocean, yoga is not static, sometimes it has to do with love yourself, sometimes with pushing everything harder, sometimes with patience and so on. It is not about competition, is just to be able to discover my maximum potential.

When I started to practice all different emotions came out and, thanks to them, I learnt how to love myself, I learnt how to accept good and bad things of myself, how to flow with the events of life. That calm that I felt after a few hours of practice helped me to accept with honesty and love almost everything (inside and outside). Now this ability is much deeper because even when my asana practice is stacked, I can´t lie to myself.  And here is where we can see yama and niyama.

I can´t lie to myself, I can´t “rob” myself, covet is useless.

For me, yoga has to be with happiness. Or maybe that is not the correct word.

Yoga has to do with the emotion of being alive, understanding the infinite potential. Because God is not outside, but inside. He is not there, but here.


Further and further and further.