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a “Best of” kinda thing

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Most Viewed posts of 2010 [top 3]

3. “pixie yoga”

“pixie yoga” | F a e r n – I n – T h e – W o r k s.


2. Worship your Life as a Gift

Worship your Life as a Gift | F a e r n – I n – T h e – W o r k s.


1. So Hum: Self Expression Through Yoga

So Hum: Self Expression Through Yoga | F a e r n – I n – T h e – W o r k s.

Top [3] Viewed “Pose of the Month” entries of 2010

3. POSE OF THE MONTH: Natarajasana With Chrisandra Fox, photography by faern

POSE OF THE MONTH: Natarajasana With Chrisandra Fox, photography by faern | F a e r n – I n – T h e – W o r k s.

2. POSE OF THE MONTH: Utkatasana – “Fierce” Pose or Chair Pose

POSE OF THE MONTH: Utkatasana – “Fierce” Pose or Chair Pose | F a e r n – I n – T h e – W o r k s.

1. pose of the month- Adho Mukha Vrksasana

pose of the month- Adho Mukha Vrksasana | F a e r n – I n – T h e – W o r k s.

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So Hum: Self Expression Through Yoga

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so excited to announce this new project!

writer: Erica Rodefer
photographer: Faern
model: Janet Stone

Yoga doesn’t just happen on the yoga mat. If you’re a yoga student, your practice goes with you during your commute, at the dinner table, and, yes, even when you’re waiting for the train. Just close your eyes, take a deep breath, and Voila! Yoga! In fact, if you just broaden your definition of yoga a bit, there’s a lot more yoga happening out on the streets than in yoga studios. I love seeing people practice in unconventional places.

As a yoga teacher, I can tell a lot about a person by watching their poses—their body’s strengths and weaknesses. But I still think I can tell more about the essence of the person when I run into them on the sidewalk. People’s personalities really shine through their choice of clothing, accessories, where they spend their time, and how they present themselves. Since yoga is really all about letting that essence, your authentic self, shine through into everything you do, I thought it would be fun to combine yoga, fashion, culture, and art.

Every month, we’ll feature one stunning fabulous photograph of a yoga student practicing in a place and wearing clothes that she feels represents her true essence.

I can’t think of a better way to kick off the project than with San Francisco yoga teacher Janet Stone. Urban chic meets feminine grace in her vinyasa classes in the legendary Castro District in San Francisco—a part of the city that’s a mecca for self-expression!

Come back often to see more inspiring yogis practicing yoga their way.

Oh, and we’re looking for fabulous, fashionable, yoga models who are interested in being a part of our project! All you need is an idea of how yoga helps you to express your essence and a willingness to be photographed doing your favorite pose. Email Faern at faernworks@gmail.com if you’d like to participate!

Erica Rodefer is a writer and yoga practitioner in Charleston, SC. Visit her blog, Spoiledyogi.com, follow her on Twitter, or like her on Facebook.

Faern is a yoga practitioner and photographer in San Francisco. Visit her website or her blog “faern in the works” follow her on Twitter, or like her on Facebook.

reaching and snapping

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so, its official

i am all jazzed up right now and in total confusion

say it now

this change thing is weird

there is a complete lack of understandable focus, but i am completely clear

meaning- just don’t ask, im moving through at a rapid pace and if you ask me to explain i will lose my place. well, not lose, just it changes when you give it words.

baggage fly

i will not go back to where i was

and i am not staying like this

so here i am flinging words around in my head

tossing them into proverbial baskets and cataloging them

almost like a huge game of

little tiny words on crumpled up papers in some hat

or, hanging from a clothesline completely in reach

even thgough its also swinging in the sky, this clothesline

and here we are reaching and snapping

re-tying and reaching

cala eyes

thanks for reading

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during the past few weeks or days or minutes i have had a very interesting time “expressing” myself.

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i mentioned this briefly here: http://faern-in-the-works.com/2010/04/22/i-havnt-been-writing-much-lately/

i have gone through modes of astounded-ness

creative withdrawal

creative influx and creative loss

but most generally i am paying very close attention to how i am treated, how i treat other people and how others treat other people.

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it has come to my attention that in my opinion i have lost my way, regardless of how some people seek out a negative understanding of that statement, it gravely is not- i have not done anything “wrong” in terms of my path, all i’m saying is that with a world of options there is still a world more.

i will never regret where i have been, and i hold dear every little second of pain and triumph- but its quite clear at this time to me that my biggest accomplishment to date is being there for my mom in her last hours / months / however you want to look at it.

i am ever grateful for the few people that helped me, but i am even more grateful for those that ignored me, your friend, a part of your community in the most trying time to date that not many can empathize with, and that they can not- i am also grateful for-

you heard me right and i am saying it out loud- you ignored your friend when she was caring for her mother in her dieing hours-

and that is the last time i am going to say it. what that has done is change my view . period.

i, understand that its not easy to talk about

i do understand that it sucks

i also do understand that all you had to say was,~hey, i love you, you are doing the right thing but this is too hard for me, too close to home, i have no words -ANYTHING

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but what came from this space was astounding-

first of all, as i said i have a lot to be grateful for~

*my mom’s friends have turned into new mom’s for me in a sense, they have gifted me with an astounding amount of awesome things about my mom

*when i was caring for my mom, my own personal health issues came back in full force and became very dangerous in such a stressful situation- there are people that cared for me from afar in a way i can never underestimate with wordy descriptions and they’re work is extremely personal of the shamanic nature so i will keep their names out of this posting, but they know who they are- i received counseling, clearings, asana, meditations. i also received hundreds of dollars in herbal remedies and emergency stress care-

*online friends, those in which we have never graced time and space together for but in the virtual land- you were there- at odd times for chats about everything, and nothing- and we barely know each other

*my friends that did take the time to talk to me that reached out during the time of care- there are very few people to put here, but i feel weird about putting a list of names and such- im not calling people out, i just want you know know i have noticed and i am grateful

*yoga tree (again, names out for a reason- you know who you are )  gave me some really awesome jivamukti classes from jules fabre when i came back to s.f. for a short visit to get my health back in check which was right before i was returning for the most difficult time in the whole thing, and without that reminder i am sure i would not have been able to sing mantra to my mom in her silence and reel in the most important relationships i am still now developing, and will continue too.

*take note of this: i am not angry, i am not upset- this is called grieving and changing

this weird post was extremely difficult to write as are finding gifts in the muck of life- they are there you just have to pick them up and wipe them off.

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i am still caught of guard when my heart says ” really, did this all happen” or ” i cant believe she’s gone”

and most importantly, the one most difficult thing about returning to regular asana class schedule falls right in the first few minutes of each and every class

the dedication

for years i have been dedicating almost each and every class to my mom, sooner or later when the teacher asks us for a dedication the twinge in my heart will be a comforting one, but for now my dedication is to not burst into tears when i cant choose because of the reminder.

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anyhow, thanks for reading

all images taken in Clarion alley, mission san francisco

yesterday

i havn’t been writing much lately

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well, i have been , i just havn’t had any direction that i wanted to share

its so strange the way things are changing at such a rapid pace

but then again, not so.

“very good haircut”

now that’s some advertising, oh s.f. how i love you

midnight walk

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midnight walks

down daily tracks

pilfered memories

buttoned

and then there were

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moving.forward

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images:AmyLeBlanc

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some images of amy, cause i felt like it.

amy_5534e_smit was looking at the above image that made me want to do it. i hadn’t seen it in a really long time, and wondered when it was that i actually *looked* at it.. something about the facial expression that made me want to look at a few next to each other…

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model:  Amy LeBlanc

http://www.amyleblanc.com

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