Reflections on the final day at AYNY on Broome St.

Honestly, I’ve been expecting there to be more written about the last day or days of Ashtanga Yoga New York at its Broome St. location.

This piece at Huffington Post is the first I’ve seen beyond some Instagram/Facebook post. Enjoy:

During the last week at AYNY, memories arose, like the very first time I practiced Mysore with Eddie. I was intimidated surrounded by so many extraordinary practitioners. It didn’t matter that I had been doing the entire first series elsewhere.

“That’s all for today, Debby,” Eddie called over.

I was stopped my first day after Navasana (boat). I stayed there for several weeks. It was humbling. More importantly, it was safe. I progressed to the next pose when my body was ready, not my ego. One year later, I completed the entire first series.

Obviously, that’s not from the last-day memories. But you’ll have to click the link above for those.

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