YogaDork posted here and here. I think the comments are longer than the articles themselves.
Now the fracas has spilled over to here and here over at elephantjournal even getting into the Aryan Invasion of India theory which is a whole 'nother kettle of fish. Yawn.
I'm here to bring it back.
I'm here to keep it real.
Like Brenda told me on my birthday, "keep kickin' it and staying real..." So this one's for you, Brenda.
This is the only yoga I care about: paz yoga. And I've been keeping it real for these women for a long time.
I can assure you that these women don't care about the Gita, the Vedas, the Upanishads, whether a yogi is a Hindu or vice versa.
They could not care less about how Lululemon pants help your camel toe (some show up to my class wearing jeans) and they've never heard of any of your favorite show biz yoga rock stars. Ana who? John who? Shiva who?
And they certainly don't care about any celeb-yogis. But they love it when I tell them to move their hips like Shakira.
Show up on your mat, shut up, and do your practice.
You do your yoga and I'll do mine.