Summer has been rushing by… until we arrived in the middle of Ontario, to the area close to where my husband spent his youth, what we call in Canada “Cottage Country.”
Here, life has finally seemed to slow down just a little bit.
Bali Spirit Festival 2018
I am thrilled to be presenting once again at this big hearted, soul-stirring festival that coalesces annually in Bali!!! The current line up of workshops with me is:
Urban Ayurveda: Friday April 6 at 12:15 p.m.
We live in a world of 24/7 stimulation. The impact of our current pace of living has resulted in disconnect, stress and chronic health imbalances. How can we stay healthy, grounded, present and not burn out? What is true freedom and how can we experience it? Join Insiya for an exciting conversation grounded in the ancient wisdom of Ayurveda, yet peppered with practical modern insights on how to find balance, ease, purpose and presence in a world that is moving so fast we can scarcely keep up. We will end our discussion with a healing meditation to gain balance and presence.
The Yoga of Conscious Parenting: Sunday April 8 at 1 p.m.
We all seek to parent with presence, compassion and love and yet real life often gets in the way. Join yogini, ayurvedic counsellor and mama Insiya Rasiwala-Finn in this stimulating workshop where she will share tangible insights from yoga’s sister science of Ayurveda to bring more balance, space, health, ease and love for our children and ourselves in the fast pace of modern life.
Why Hot Yoga doesn’t do it for me…
This is the year I turn 40.
It’s a big one for me.
And I’ve been casting a lens at various aspects of my life to see where I am stuck and where I can challenge myself by switching things up, especially if I feel I am in a rut. So, in an “expand my yoga horizons” experiment, I tested out how I would feel going to a hot yoga studio over this past month.
Summer Camping: An Eco Travelogue
I grew up in Bombay, India, a far cry from the west coast of North America, where I live today.
Yet for a girl who grew up in the city, I was lucky to experience natural and wild spaces far from the paved, urban environment I lived in. My mother made it her mission to get us to a nearby “hill station” (or hilltop town) for school breaks. And we rock climbed, hiked and explored river banks and followed waterfalls to their source during the downpour of India’s south west monsoons.