In many yoga teacher training's and popular histories, there’s a story that gets repeated. It goes something like this: for thousands of years, yoga was practised only by men, passed from guru to male disciple. Women weren’t really allowed in until the 20th century, when Indra Devi managed to break through and learn from Krishnamacharya. It’s a clean, simple story. It just isn’t true. When I did my first yoga teacher training, I heard this story, too. And I repeated it, not because I wanted...

Lost Lineages and the Longing for Sacred Connection I still remember the first time I sat on a yoga mat in silence. It felt strange, but not unfamiliar. Not foreign exactly, more like something I had known once and forgotten. I was not drawn to yoga because it was fashionable, aesthetic, or exotic. I was drawn to it because something in me was starving. At the time, I would not have used that word. I only knew that when I moved and breathed inside this old practice, something in my body...

Thai yoga massage made a real impression on me. I was already deep in the world of yoga and movement when I received my first session. I...