Just Like Bees

To meditate,
they say, you must focus
on one point. The mind wanders
so you come back to that point
again and again.

The attention can be hazy and amorphous,
like a world of mist hovering above the sea
at dawn. But it can also be crisp
and unwavering, like the midday sun
piercing through a canopy of leaves
to warm your face.

In life, too, we have one point
upon which to focus. The first
essay I wrote was on the subject of worker bees.
Age seven. Toward the end of the piece, I noted
that bees are born knowing their job and where they belong
within the hive. My young self then turned to the reader and reflected
upon the notion that I was, at that stage of life, unsure
of what my job was and where I belonged
in this hive of a world.

But I did know.
We all know. Just like bees,
just like all living beings, we are born
with a unique, cosmic, True dharma. This is a path
laid out for us before the moment of conception,
and a path we must remain focused on. Just like in meditation,
we may stray from it and step outside the lines
of our purpose here on Earth, but it is our duty
to listen, to know, to come back, and to act.

To know, we must travel
from head to heart. When we arrive,
the path is illuminated. Maybe all at once,
maybe little by little. Even if we are unsure
as to what exact steps to take, what moves to make,
it is better to walk your path with a messy, clumsy, but honest gait
than to walk someone else’s perfectly.

What does it mean to you– to step fiercely,
one foot ahead of the other, led by some strange
but real pull along your path
in this journey
we call life?

Harvest of the Self- One Day Retreat

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Saturday, November 1st


I am excited to offer this one-day retreat with Brian Tobin at All Souls Interfaith Gathering in Shelburne, VT. We will practice asana, breath techniques, and meditation along with less conventional exercises that involve African drumming, intuitive movement, reflective journaling, and more. The entire day, which includes a meal catered by Pingala Cafe and Eatery, is $75. Please email me for more info. or to register! Julia.r.howe@gmail.com

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“You can have the other words-chance, luck, coincidence, serendipity. I’ll take grace. I don’t know what it is exactly, but I’ll take it. ”
― Mary Oliver

Like Mary Oliver, I don’t know exactly what grace is, but I know what it feels like when I let it in; smooth, unobstructed, limitless, warm, simple, and organic. Every Fall, I am inspired by the grace with which the natural world around me transforms. In essence, the vibrant green life of summer becomes muted and in many cases slips into a deep hibernation in preparation for the winter. When I see the bright hues of the leaves as they elegantly descend toward Mother Earth, it’s clear that nature doesn’t resist this transition. All layers of the Earth know it is time to move inward, and that message is received and embraced with ease. The leaves don’t grip onto the branches for dear life and the birds don’t refuse to migrate South…change comes easily to them because it is essential in the balance of life; they’re so plugged into the way of the Universe, that they don’t pause to question it. Seasons, energy, and inherent change flows from these life forms as these life forms.

When it comes to our own lives, we could learn a thing or two from the trees, the grass, and our fellow Earthlings. The more we push against the current of change, the more we struggle. If we surrender to the flow of the Universe, we see that everything falls perfectly into place. “Perfect” may not look how we think it should, yet, it is through grace that we soften, listen, and be still– we come to respect and honor the higher intelligence of the Universe. May we all be humble enough to open to the gifts of grace this season and every season hereafter.

Why I Love My Yoga Mat


Right now, I have a bright orange Jade Yoga mat. It’s not slippery, smelly, or heavy. It’s durable, made of natural rubber, and was reasonably priced. All of these things are nice, but they’re not why I love my mat so much. Here are the reasons I do

When I unroll my mat, it doesn’t stare me up and down. It doesn’t tell me I shouldn’t have eaten a cookie before practice or that I shouldn’t have stayed up late the night before watching old seasons of 30 Rock. When I step on my mat, it doesn’t care if I’m an emotional wreck or totally composed. It doesn’t care that I overreacted during a conversation with whoever and it doesn’t tell me I could have done a better job with A, B, or C. My mat doesn’t make me feel guilty for not doing the dishes that have been “soaking” in the sink for 3 days, nor does it get on my case about meditating for 10 minutes instead of 20.

My mat doesn’t judge when I reach for the bolster and call a 30 minute restorative supta baddha konasana my practice, nor does it roll it’s non-existent eyes at me when I push myself a little too hard. It doesn’t even give me the stink eye from the corner of the room when it’s been sitting there, untouched, for a few days in a row. It doesn’t give me a standing ovation when I practice consistently, everyday, and finally get into an asana I’ve been working on for months. My mat is neutral, there, available, and ready to support me in whatever practice I need.

You know what I love about my mat and everything it stands for? It meets me where I’m at.  It’s love and acceptance is unyielding. The more frequently I step on my mat, the more able I am to enter that same place of equanimity and love; for the yoga practice and for myself.

Life isn’t linear and usually doesn’t flow within the lines of whatever plan you’ve devised for yourself. The yoga practice is similar. Some days you feel light, airy, flexible, and open to an ocean of greater consciousness. Some days the body feels like a bag of bricks, muscles are tight, the mind is whirling, and things feel clumsy. The mat doesn’t care if you fall out of tree pose or if your face isn’t smushed into your legs during paschimottanasana. The mat simply encourages you to practice yoga– and yoga encourages you to deeply self-examine and in the midst of that investigation, to fall in love with your Self.

Save the Date– Jules Febre at Laughing River Yoga!

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Jules Febre

October 3-5

Laughing River Yoga

I am very excited to share that Jules Febre will be doing a special 3-day workshop at Laughing River Yoga in October. He is the nephew of Jivamukti co-founders, Sharon Gannon and David Life, and a world-renowned yoga teacher in his own right.  Please join us for a very special Jivamukti weekend with this down-to-earth, funny, wise, and wonderful being. Registration open soon.



Jules Febre was born and raised in a section of New York City known as the Lower East Side. He grew up in the L.E.S. during a very rough period surrounded by violence, drugs and a general atmosphere of anger. At the age of 13, Jules spent three months in India; two of which were spent in Mysore studying Ashtanga Yoga with Sri. K. Pattabhi Jois. During that time he was invited to share satsang with Swami Nirmalananda and Shyam Das, two radical yogis that have each helped to add to the progression of yoga in the West. At the age of 16 Jules began working at the Jivamukti Yoga School helping to clean, by 21 had become the general manager of two Jivamukti Yoga Schools and eventually became the C.O.O of Jivamukti Inc. in New York City.

After years of working behind a desk Jules realized his need was to be with others in a more hands on relationship and took the 350 hour Jivamukti Yoga Teacher training. After completing the extensive one month training, he chose to work for an additional 350 hour advanced certification program.

     Jules decided it was time to give back to the neighborhood he grew up in and started Hip Hop Asana with two other Jivamukti Yoga teachers. Combining hip hop music & his street smarts, he teaches classes geared toward those interested in the hip hop culture and yoga; especially those who cannot always afford to pay for classes. So far, Hip Hop Asana has been taught by Jules in New York City in Homeless Shelters, High Schools and Recreational Centers for inner city youth.  

Teaching yoga is Jules’ passion. He is grateful to his teachers, Sharonji, Davidji’ who he has had the privilege of studying with for over 15 years, for igniting his devotion to the Jivamukti Yoga practice and for inspiring countless students around the world. 


Wedding Yoga


Did you know that I offer yoga classes for wedding parties?


Yogis strive to be present in every moment of every day. While being present 24/7 is challenging, yoga can help anchor us into the here and now. If there’s one day that you want to feel grounded, calm, and present, it’s your wedding. Available to teach the morning of your special day or the day before.

For more information about wedding yoga, please contact me at julia.r.howe@gmail.com



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