Astanga Yoga London

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Yoga Dharma

Written by Hamish Hendry.
‘I wrote this book with the help of my Mum, who knew of it in bits and generally nagged me into getting it completed. She was my wonderful editor to whom I owe a lot. Originally I wrote the book for two reasons. Firstly, as knowledge that I hoped all my assistants would know. And secondly, probably more importantly, for years I wanted a book I could slip into my pocket or bag while I was on a train to read and keep me inspired on those days when life was a bit mean.’
If you’d like to buy a copy, please go to the Pushpam website shop

Yoga Sadhana for Mothers

Written by Anna Wise and Sharmila Desai, Yoga Sadhana for Mothers is the first book dedicated to the subject of Ashtanga yoga, pregnancy, birth and motherhood. The book includes interviews with Sri K. Pattabhi Jois’ daughter, Saraswathi Rangaswamy and his granddaughter, Sharmila Mahesh; illustrated guidelines on modifying the Astanga yoga primary series during pregnancy; inspiring, first-hand stories of conception, pregnancy, birth and motherhood written by women practitioners of Astanga yoga from around the world, as well as practical guidance on postnatal recovery.
If you’d like to buy a copy, please email Anna.
www.yogasadhanaformothers.com

Pushpam – a yoga magazine for here and now

Pushpam is a quarterly (or so) yoga magazine published by Hamish. Focusing on yoga beyond asana, regular contributors include Sharath Jois, Hamish Hendry and Genny Wilkinson Priest. Interviews with some of the most experienced senior certified Astanga teachers feature in every issue.

Pushpam is available to buy from the Astanga Yoga London shala or from the KPJAYI in Mysore, India. You can also buy online at pushpam.co.uk

Letter from the publisher
Pushpam (puṣpam) means flower in Sanskrit. For those who like to be pernickety the “sh” is in retroflex with the tongue curled back.

In India, a flower is used in ceremonies as an offering to God, marking special occasions or even to mourn the dead. A flower, in the full of its life, yields nectar and often turns into fruit and seed. Yet its existence is temporary for at some point it perishes and returns to the ground from whence it came.

It is both the beginning and the end.

In our urban lives a flower popping through a concrete pavement’s crack reminds us that beauty and life are not far away. I hope this magazine will be an offering and sow many seeds.

Hamish Hendry – November 2015