The blow of returning from a tropical Mexican paradise on the tail end of Korean winter was made much more palatable by a group of fired up yoginis on Jeju Island. Living relatively isolated off the coast of the main peninsula, I was completely blown away by the fervor and connection of this yoga community. This group of ladies met me trudged through a downpour and warmed me with familiar smiles. Through 6 (yes! Six!) hours of twisting, turning, flipping, flopping, we played with the practice and found new spaces to grow.
Thank you so much for welcoming me to your little corner of the world. It's beautiful and inspired... and I'm not talking about the landscape! Hoping our yogic paths cross again!