Mandy Lawson

I remember visiting the home of a friend of mine in elementary school. She was of Indian descent and her home was decorated very ornately with pictures of various gods, goddesses and other colorful images. There was also music playing that I had never heard, it definitely was not the Bruce Springsteen or Bryan Adams […]

The first “official” yoga class I ever took was in 2001 at a gym that I was working at as a receptionist. I had done yoga before (we all have in one way or another), but never in a class setting. One of the other girls I worked with convinced me to try it with

Yoga can be extremely intimidating. It’s a whole world of body contortions, chanting, strange language and eclectic music, not to mention the seemingly “perfect” bodies scantily clad performing every pose just so. To a beginner, heck, even to a seasoned yoga pro, entering a new class or studio can be a will testing experience. Part

I have been told many times that I make the most annoying sounds when I am working on the computer. Apparently I hold my breath until I can’t possibly hold it any longer, then I let it out in short, irritating spurts. When I was made abruptly aware of this behavior I started to pay

I first started doing yoga when I was about two years old. My Mom, who has always been a huge inspiration for me, especially in the area of healthy living, would watch an old yoga program on TV and I would follow along. I still remember how she would tell me the names of the