Kundalini Yoga awareness lies
My name is Taranjeet-Kaur, previously it was Ajeet Amrita Kaur and before that Alice. In 2015 I was at a complicated point in my twenties, I was in a long term relationship that was about as turbulent and troubled as they come, though I didn’t want to admit that at the time, it was classic emotional abuse spanning nine years. I escaped into the world of yoga. It started innocently, instead of taking a nap one afternoon, I picked a book up from the shelf titled Kundalini and read a chapter. I ...
Kundalini Yoga awareness lies
My name is Taranjeet-Kaur, previously it was Ajeet Amrita Kaur and before that Alice. In 2015 I was at a complicated point in my twenties, I was in a long term relationship that was about as turbulent and troubled as they come, though I didn’t want to admit that at the time, it was classic emotional abuse spanning nine years. I escaped into the world of yoga. It started innocently, instead of taking a nap one afternoon, I picked a book up from the shelf titled Kundalini and read a chapter. I ...
I’m Too Old for Pointe Shoes
Starting the day with a danceI’ve been dancing in my head a lot recently. Each morning on the drive to work I turn on the song Lovely by Billie Eilish and Khalid. Sometimes I’m wearing a cream leotard and skirt with cream tights and off-white ballet slippers. Other times I’m wearing black swishy pants and a T-shirt tucked in only in the front and I’m barefoot. My hair is always fashioned in a tight bun, a style I haven’t worn in decades, because my hair is thinning and also not growing much a...
I’m Too Old for Pointe Shoes
Starting the day with a danceI’ve been dancing in my head a lot recently. Each morning on the drive to work I turn on the song Lovely by Billie Eilish and Khalid. Sometimes I’m wearing a cream leotard and skirt with cream tights and off-white ballet slippers. Other times I’m wearing black swishy pants and a T-shirt tucked in only in the front and I’m barefoot. My hair is always fashioned in a tight bun, a style I haven’t worn in decades, because my hair is thinning and also not growing much a...
The Peculiar Evolution of the Yoga Mat
Like cell phones, we managed without yoga mats for millennia, on uneven ground with dirt between our toes. Fast forward to 2023, and practicing yoga without a mat is virtually unheard of. In today’s world, mats offer more than traction and support. In a society that’s become increasingly individualized, crowded, and competitive, mats as a sacred, self-expressive space are par for the course. Sacred is a strong word but feels appropriate considering that stepping on another person’s mat is wid...
The Peculiar Evolution of the Yoga Mat
Like cell phones, we managed without yoga mats for millennia, on uneven ground with dirt between our toes. Fast forward to 2023, and practicing yoga without a mat is virtually unheard of. In today’s world, mats offer more than traction and support. In a society that’s become increasingly individualized, crowded, and competitive, mats as a sacred, self-expressive space are par for the course. Sacred is a strong word but feels appropriate considering that stepping on another person’s mat is wid...
The Path to Inner Peace in India, Himachl Pradesh
The journey to reach ‘it’ proved to be a real test of endurance. The sleepless 7.5-hour flight from London to Delhi, flanked by a wailing baby on one side and two hyperactive toddlers on the other. Afterward, a frenzied 1.5-hour scramble unfolded at Delhi’s Indira Gandhi International Airport. In my sleep-deprived state, I managed to lose my rucksack, prompting me to dart around in a mad frenzy. Fortunately, luck was on my side as I spotted the rucksack still in the bag scanner. Despite this ...
The Path to Inner Peace in India, Himachl Pradesh
The journey to reach ‘it’ proved to be a real test of endurance. The sleepless 7.5-hour flight from London to Delhi, flanked by a wailing baby on one side and two hyperactive toddlers on the other. Afterward, a frenzied 1.5-hour scramble unfolded at Delhi’s Indira Gandhi International Airport. In my sleep-deprived state, I managed to lose my rucksack, prompting me to dart around in a mad frenzy. Fortunately, luck was on my side as I spotted the rucksack still in the bag scanner. Despite this ...
I Fell in Love with Other People’s Stories
My bio was supposed to be a hundred words. Then I remembered why I started writing on Medium. Here it is for ease in case you haven’t checked it out yet, but in my search for perfection (which is probably a fault) and will most definitely hold me back from what I’ve read so far from all you other esteemed, more experienced writers, it will probably change tomorrow. Sorry, not sorry.My work experience looks like a subway system. Success is never a straight path. Half the fun is discovering wha...
I Fell in Love with Other People’s Stories
My bio was supposed to be a hundred words. Then I remembered why I started writing on Medium. Here it is for ease in case you haven’t checked it out yet, but in my search for perfection (which is probably a fault) and will most definitely hold me back from what I’ve read so far from all you other esteemed, more experienced writers, it will probably change tomorrow. Sorry, not sorry.My work experience looks like a subway system. Success is never a straight path. Half the fun is discovering wha...
