When the Good Die Young

Last night I found out that one of my surfing buddies died. Russ Mori. I was floored. At first I thought it was a joke, but reading the details of his obituary convinced me that this was real. Even more shocking, he apparently took his own life. He was only 55 years old. I’m still…

Easy, light, and smooth…

“Easy, light, and smooth” has been the mantra floating through my mind in the recent weeks. Strangely enough, I came across this phrase not through surfing or yoga, but through devouring Chris McDougall’s book, Born to Run. This amazing book chronicles Chris’s epic journey to find American ex-pat Caballo Blanco (aka Micah True), who ran with the…

Time Slows Down

Time seems to slow down when you go deeper into practice… Now, edging more into Third, time really seems to slow down. I remember when I finished Primary after six months. But Galavasana took about 9 months…each pose gets a little bit harder, and takes a bit more time. It really doesn’t matter how long…

When the Connection Seems Lost…

Practice of late has become an arduous, grueling process for me. I’ve been traversing what seems to be an endless, bleak terrain of fatigue and pain without relief. I’m still stuck at Eka Pada Bakasana, for six months now. I have just now been able to lift my head up and hold for a couple of…

The Mesmerizing Mystique of Malibu

For many years, even after I became addicted to the act of riding waves, I thought Malibu was a bit cliche. Yes, of course, it was synonymous with surfing and surf culture. Even those who didn’t surf automatically associated Malibu with surfing. I was happy with the waves in San Diego, and after I found my “secret…

The Joys of Growing Your Own Food

Another passion of mine is growing vegetables and tending to our little garden. If the surf is blown out, or if it is a moon day, I love to get my hands into the earth. One of the many reasons why I love spring is that we can grow a fresh new crop of vegetables…

Humility, or Landing on Your Head in Practice

What’s worse than a Monday after daylight savings time? It’s a Monday after daylight savings time, after landing on your head while trying to tic toc over. This was the second time landing, or rather, crashing on my head in yoga practice. The first time (which I also recounted in a very early post) was…

Tic Tocs and Winter Time Waves

This morning I woke up and couldn’t decide whether to skip yoga practice and just go surfing…but it is Sunday, and skipping yoga somehow felt wrong. However, when the waves are big, I wondered if I would be too tired to paddle through the line up after almost 2 hours of yoga. Yoga or surfing?…

Pain, surrender, and serendipity in practice

There are days when the flow of energy is good, my body is loose yet strong, and practice feels effortless. Unfortunately, those days are pretty rare. More often than not, I often practice with pain as my wonderful companion. Pain visits me in various places…for a few weeks, it stayed in my left shoulder. This…