WHEN LEAVES ARE FALLING

    When the leaves are falling, their form has no weight…their color melts into the light, into the soft wind and the endless space around them. When the leaves are falling, our body still sings in the rhythms of summer. In our cells, the memory of days full of sunshine, exotic smells and great More…

FROM THE TERRACE OF MY SOUL

    I love my work as a teacher. I love Eva Ruchpaul. I respect her fascinating and extremely important contribution to the Western yoga culture. Her technique is revolutionary in its interpretation. A profound translation of the traditional hatha-yoga principles. Here nothing is “faux”. No fake practices neither fake promises. No fancy yoga mats More…

POLISHING OUR WINGS

    During an intensive seminar in February, I have chosen to work with the importance and symbolism of the “upper back” in the practice of postures. What does the back of our body represent to us?  The unknown, a sense of protection?  And how do we relate to the world around us through this More…

ONE with the SNOW

    Flying high… to touch the heaven… back to the earth to be … …. one with the snow… how wonderful to wonder at the pulse of nature…. to become one with silence… and content with the “nothingness” of the senses … isn’t that yoga?     … in every conscious step, I listen, More…

OUT of the ORDINARY

    I would like to share with you a personal moment that clearly reflects the way I perceive the practice of hatha-yoga. ” It was the last day of our holiday. We were four people, in a tiny little house ready to pack before leaving the island. Our dog was jumping around waiting for More…