A few weeks ago I had the rare opportunity to attend an actual yoga class, instead of practicing at home. I love practicing with community. I also love to know that the person doing the teaching, or the studio doing the advertising, actually understands the lineage or “type” of yoga on offer.
The class I attended was held at one the most popular studios in Denver. I used to teach there, and there is a huge student roster. The class I chose was advertised as an Ashtanga class. It was not an Ashtanga class.
It was barely a vinyasa class. In the yoga industry, it would be so wonderful if at the very least studio owners practiced honesty in advertising. Not only was I out about 50$ (babysitters!) for that non-Ashtanga class, but every student in that class was in essence deceived about one of the most foundational practices in the Western yoga world. Without Ashtanga yoga, these studio owners wouldn’t have “power” yoga, or “vinyasa” yoga; it’s the backbone of the yoga most practitioners know, and should be honored as such.
October 23, 2014