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		<title>Intuitive Healing</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[All experiences are beneficial, regardless of their nature. This does not mean we have to love the experience; we might hate the experience, and that feeling may be exactly the medicine we need to create balance in our soul development. Therefore it is pointless to question or doubt the content of our earth walk, and yet we do not use this concept as an excuse to go to sleep to our deeper needs. Everyone deserves to heal, which means that we are all worthy of liberation from suffering. Within the gravity of this dimension that forces us to use physical muscles in order to stand tall, we give thanks for the emotional gravity of our experiences that motivate us to find liberation from suffering; to stand tall within the face of emotional degradation. In my experience, when we suffer enough to take responsibility for our own healing, we accelerate the process of liberation from suffering. When we experience enough liberation, we immediately want to share this knowledge with others. This is because we truly are all drawn from the same fabric; we are all source energy, a reflection of the divine, and we want to play! We want to be buoyant, to share, to experience and give love. This is healthy and sweet and it is the nature of who we are on a soul level. Competition, hoarding, stealing, pulling, vindictiveness, are all symptoms of an injured ego that MUST recognize itself before it can desire liberation. Prior to liberation we must experience the desire for it; we can not prematurely surrender. Therefore it is necessary to listen to our own wounds, to feel them through, to gain the insight within the chaos. Sometimes this requires assistance of some form of therapy with an experienced, trustworthy facilitator, and sometimes life thrusts it upon us in a seemingly cruel way and yet we ultimately, in this lifetime or the next, find the keys to our own empowerment. If we look back through our lives where did the deepest healing source from? It comes through the true depth of our own feeling experience, when we are forced to feel, forced to take action to advocate for self. We always have the strength required to endure what the universe and our own souls call forth; whether or not we exercise that strength is a choice. We may not make the choice; we may go to sleep, bow out. But the moment we experience awakening or a stirring of consciousness is the moment it becomes very hard to turn back. Once we become self-realized we turn the amperage up; the pain of avoidance becomes seemingly greater. These ARE accelerated times; we spin ever so fast on the spiral of creation toward the center of the wheel. In these times that are fertile with opportunity for accelerated growth and development we enjoy the privilege of quick access to healing. Healing happens truly in an instant, but it demands of us full surrender; full willingness to dive to the bottom of the swamp to feel the roots of who we are. There is nothing quite so exhilarating as resurfacing with the keys to our empowerment, only to face the golden lotus that we are. And once we arrive there, what is the first thing we desire? To shout out to the world, to share the secret of liberation! Because we realize we really are amazing and the God exists within ALL of us. I have experienced deep healing in Mother Nature, deep healing on the yoga mat, deep healing on a bus, deep healing folded in child&#8217;s pose in the agony of loss. I have experienced deep healing before the Guru, before the Divine Mother, and before the beauty of each individual who honors me with their trust and presence. These healings fuel me to serve and to help myself and others to heal. Our experiences help us to become all that we are meant to become, whether we are born mentally retarded, physically handicapped, emotionally challenged, etc. This is what we choose. But when we find a moment of liberation, through exercising our spiritual might, will we share this with others? I think it is a natural, unavoidable result of health. It is the proper circulation of love that flows within the divine circuitry of this dimension. Thank God for that. In love, Christina]]></description>
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		<title>The Bus</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 02:20:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The smell of the bus is comforting. Eleven hours in this roaring coach creates intimacy. The passengers are transient, enjoyed in the brilliancy of the moment; they come and go, but the real bonding is with the bus. She is stable and crude beneath my ass, dramatic about every bump in the road and guttural in her expression when forced to speed up or come to a stop. At rest areas and service stations she seems triumphant, rebellious and exhausted as she spits us out to visit vending machines and public restrooms. When I walk on foreign pavement, lazy with cracks and oil stains, I smell the new and different scents that are not the bus and I feel more aware that I am alone and perhaps even a little crazy. This leg of the journey to California is somewhat easier now than the hitchhiking piece that preceded it. While it was cool to spend a night in New Orleans I didn’t care for the glom-on boy who shared the cost of a room with me (at the YMCA) and tried to convince me that french kissing goodnight is customary in his country. I let him know that in the good old USA this sort of thing could cost him a set of valuables that might jeopardize his future prospects for contributing to over-population in “his country”. He left me alone and as I drifted off to sleep I contemplated the irony of french kissing thieves in the French Quarter. The next day I wandered about through the local culture and to my delight discovered an antique button shop that in I am sure is no longer there; sadly it must have been washed out in Hurricane Katrina. But I still have a few buttons from the store. My memories of New Orleans are antique buttons and the YMCA. After this I cave to the bus. It is too hard to find rides that feel safe and get you where you want to go and I have had too many close calls. Even on public transportation I rub and tap the blade, hidden within my jeans. Prior to travel my not-so-boyfriend gave me the pretty knife and I promptly sewed the leather sheathe to the inside of my pant leg, creating a tear in the thigh that allowed the handle to protrude beneath my long sweatshirt. At the time I did not realize the dagger was illegal. 18 years naïve, it was of little consequence that my 101 pound frame could probably not efficiently wield a weapon against an adversary. Or maybe I did realize this, because the presence of this protection makes me feel a little bad and a little scared. Removing it seems like a bad idea though, plus it would leave an empty rip in my jeans. As we rumble down the road I place the 1980’s Walkman headphones on my ears and turn up my Simon and Garfunkel tape. “I am just a poor boy though my story’s seldom told…” In the container of this long ride I feel shielded from my life, relieved and empty. No one who knows me knows where I am and for the first time in my life I begin to consciously relax in a way that I am unable to articulate to myself. &#160; When night falls I watch through the dirty bus windows as the lightning storms scatter about the flat Texas floor in the distance. Speeding along the monotonous grey highway I am struck by the beauty which feels married to my loneliness. I write this poem: &#160; Touring faded grey. Far away fire blades slash dry night and light the flatlands. I can see the dirt. &#160; I left New Hampshire to travel with no particular destination in mind. Leaving was my motivation, pure freedom from oppressive circumstances. When I prepared to leave I was honest about my intentions, my mode of travel (hitch hiking) and limited means. Dad was pissed because he was sure he would never see me again and he knew he could not control me. I was pissed that he was pissed because how could he not support me in my wishes and dreams? When I yelled at him and said, “Aren’t you going to say goodbye to me?” He said “No! Because I know I will never see you again! You are going to die out there!” He told me this is NOT a good world, that I would surely be raped and killed and what was the point of saying goodbye? He was already moving on into reconciling my demise within himself. &#160; That kind of sucked but in my youth I wrote him off, while at the same time smugly registering that he really did care about me. This was news of a sort; my father was short on affection and long on self-absorption. But he had integrity and I loved the hell out of him. Later, after I survived my several months of vagrant wandering unscathed and returned home again, my father would proudly boast about my escapades and laugh heartily at my courage. (Go figure.) And now, as a mother, I vomit at the thought that my child may ever put me through what I put my parents through. &#160; What I could never explain to my father was that this world is not so bad; it depends on what you focus on. Protection exists, guides and angels are real and it is safe to feel to the bottom of things. At the bus stop in Los Angeles I was surrounded by sketchy moments, prostitutes and unsavory solicitations by men; that was not new at this point. At the truck stops in New York and Pennsylvania it was the same; there are threads of this current everywhere around the country like meridians crimped with shadow culture in the divine circuitry of the land. But in LA I was exponentially more nervous because I was truly out of my element; my cocky survivor arrogance meant nothing here. As I registered this reality a huge cowboy walked up to my side and told me in no uncertain terms he was my escort. He was lively, funny and articulate, his face shadowed beneath the brim of his cowboy hat and I trusted him instantly, with a strange sense of relief. He must have seen my vulnerability and felt obligated to protect this pitiful female a fraction of his size. Sure enough he led me to the places I could not find, safely navigating us through the yucky, stinky, questionable areas until I was lined up and ready to board the next bus. I looked down to adjust my bag and when I looked up to thank him he was quite simply, inexplicably gone. We had been standing in a wide expanse of bus terminal space; this man was easily 6’ 5” tall and as broad as a healthy Texan might be. But of course he was gone. &#160; I couldn’t explain to Dad that protection exists, angels exist and that my intuition told me I would always be okay. Because there are too many people who are not okay, too many people who get hurt. But I knew I wouldn’t be one of those people, and perhaps by simple coincidence I was not one of those people despite the fact that I pressed the edges and the odds. &#160; Today on the yoga mat, a short 25 years later, I think about the rumbling security of the bus and the divinity of the Cowboy to whom I have always felt deep gratitude. Through the years I have refined the type of container I seek, one that helps me to relax and take the deeper breath so that I can gaze with perspective across the flatlands of my life. The container I choose now is stable, a little crude beneath my ass but a little less dramatic about the bumps in the road. Instinctively I think we are drawn to what offers us protection and nourishment, enough space and time to think a straight thought. Healing only happens when we relax. My first healing didn’t happen in therapy or on the yoga mat, it happened on the bus where I could feel utterly alone, with no demands and nothing to do but be present in the moment, watching lightning storms on the horizon; my own private savasana on wheels. On the bus for eleven hours of my life at 18 years old I stared out the windows, recorded my insights and poetry in my little journal, witnessed and breathed. I was doing yoga without quite being aware of it, and through relaxed integration I was releasing the accumulated dross of my existence. &#160; Now I know that the difference between peace and panic is the length of the breath; a shallow, rapid breath induces fight or flight reaction while a deeper, slower breath regulates the adrenal glands and helps us to down-regulate the central nervous system, slow the heart rate and calm the mind and body.  But not having that knowledge then did not cheat me of the experience of peace. Knowledge is power, but it is not wisdom unless exercised through practice. Today I do not need the secret dagger on my thigh for protection; my life has purpose beyond my means and I recognize this container as sacred. It is safe to feel, to be vulnerable and to simply be present. Now I know when lost in the story of my life it is time to exit the drama and get on the bus. Witness the storm through the windows, take a deep breath, relax and let the faded contours of the road of life pass beneath me. &#160; I do believe that Buddha tried to tell us this through the example of his experience beneath the Bodhi tree: it happens in a moment. All of life culminates in her beauty through one breath, one realization that in this moment, we may relax and find utter connection and peace. We return here over and over through our practice, and for me the first meaningful practice was on the gritty bus, listening to Simon and Garfunkel, holding space for my life. We never know when it will come, but once it does we recognize it again and again. THAT is practice. Bring it on. &#160; In love, Christina]]></description>
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		<title>The Therapeutic Agitation of Root Chakra Issues</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2011 01:29:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is a challenging time. Yogi Amrit Desai used to be fond of saying that &#8220;life is a perpetual, therapeutic irritation.&#8221; Right now in particular it appears we are experiencing the therapeutic agitation of root chakra issues, among other things. Located at the base of the spine/pelvic floor area, the root chakra (&#8220;muladhara&#8221; in Sanskrit) is one of seven main energy centers in the body (there are hundreds, but seven main &#8220;heavy hitters&#8221;). The root chakra relates to foundational issues: identity, survival, security, safety, a sense of being grounded in the world, structure, finances, etc. A balanced root chakra indicates we feel vital and alive in our body, our sexual energy is healthy, our sense of self worth is strong and we experience trust and playfulness in our lives. We also have a healthy relationship with abundance and the ability to manifest. Lately in this country, as well as within our larger, global community, we seem to be experiencing a real root-chakra shakedown. We see it in the economic crisis many are experiencing; home foreclosures, lay-offs, the folding of &#8220;giants&#8221; in the corporate world (i.e: Borders Books). This &#8220;therapeutic agitation&#8221; is not all bad. At the root level it allows us to clear old, accumulated debris and to create a solid personal foundation. All levels of our being are being asked to come into alignment, however on a foundational level I believe we are being directed into the depth of healing that demands personal sustainability and non-negotiable connection (for better or for worse, like it or not). Resist Nothing Our level of resistance to the process of growth and change is directly proportional to the level of pain we experience. That does not mean that by resisting nothing we will feel no pain; it simply means our journey becomes more fluid and tolerable and we are better able to take nothing personally, to relax into trust. When life becomes heavy, it behooves us to lighten up. The level of pain we experience is equal to our level of resistance. Resist nothing. As we contemplate what this means we illuminate our attachments. As we illuminate our attachments we can relax our grip and simply let go. As we let go, we renew our faith and trust that we are held, that at the bottom of it all we are grounded in the knowing that it is all ok. We are all going to be alright. It IS possible to live in love; we simply have to remember to let love flow through us. We do this by being love, by giving love, acceptance, understanding first to ourselves and therefore to one another. The depth to which we can accept our own flaws, feel our own pain, and accept ourselves is the depth to which we can love one another. At the bottom of our experience we retrieve the pieces of ourselves that we have lost. It is safe to dive; it is safe to love. The Way of the Phoenix Who we are on a pure level remains intact through the process of transformation; it is the foundational belief systems that no longer serve us (the ones we do not need anymore and that keep us from love) that have no choice but to disassemble at this point within the evolution of consciousness. Collectively and individually we are experiencing a massive restructuring of relationships, life and career paths, finances, physical issues, and more. Major life changes are happening for us all in an effort to create greater, higher alignment. We either move willingly into that disassembly and reassembly, or we remain attached to negative self-concepts and victim consciousness. It can be a painful process, but ultimately embracing change seems to attune us to the resonance of self-empowerment and connection. In the end we always arrive, regardless of the road we take to get there. When we forget we are part of a larger whole we can take these experiences very personally because they affect us so deeply on a personal level. The &#8220;universe&#8221; does not have it out for us, on the contrary; despite our tragedies and our challenges, on the other side of the &#8220;shakedown&#8221; life tends to align more completely with who we REALLY are, not who we thought we wanted to or were supposed to be. If you are in throws of change right now, give it a few minutes. You won&#8217;t be in this place forever. It requires conscious awareness, a seedling of faith and trust; willingness, essentially, to point yourself in the right direction. Collapsing for too long into the hopelessness of the wound won&#8217;t get you through the night. If you are there right now, you deserve a support system; you deserve some help. You are not alone. Life is only what we make it. When times are tough we have a choice: cave into the destruction, or to go the way of the phoenix. The phoenix can only rise from the ashes when there is nothing but ashes left; to become the ash we must feel deeply to the bottom of our experience without avoidance and with complete surrender to what is. We must resist nothing, feel everything, and remember we are loved. If we forget we are loved, blow isolation to the curb and reach out. A dear, dear instructor at The Practice Room once posted a message on Facebook to the effect that she was not &#8220;feeling the love&#8221; and wanted to know that people were out there. The response and the support that came her way was amazing, which only tells me that we all need the same thing, desperately. If you are needing love, reach out; chances are a whole lot of other people are needing the same thing, but may not have the courage to ask. Smile first, so others smile back. It is the easiest way to connect and remember love. A Return to Light Times are hard for many and for those of you who are in a position within yourselves to embrace service to self and others, what you do is deeply needed. A return to the positive light that is who we are is critical; doing this together as a community only supports and strengthens that light. It is not a matter of finding it or cultivating it within ourselves; it exists already. It is a matter of choosing to feed that light rather than traveling sideways or down into the wounds that are surfacing on a collective level for healing. We face, we feel, we heal, but bonding blindly with the wounds in self and others is a denial of our own potential to embody the radiance of our own souls that is most needed now. The practice of yoga teaches us to witness our feelings and our reactions and to become allowing; to forgive our process and to simply return, over and over, to the safety, security and true peace that exists when we are centered solidly on a foundation of connection. In this peace is acceptance of self and the understanding that we are okay, everything has always been okay; in this knowing we can afford to embrace others in any phase of their own healing process. Our Intention The intent of The Practice Room is to be a container for this work; a place where the shadow debris can be released and transmuted so that we can all participate in healing connection, freedom and lightness of being. We as practitioners (practitioners of yoga, healing, of life; it does not matter) need to remember not to align with the clearing debris, rather to compassionately allow it to move through as we align with the positive light that we all are. Every person is that light. This means when we see the shadow material in self or others we don&#8217;t judge it; we recognize it but do not use it against one another to make ourselves feel better than OR worse than. It means we hold witness to the changes around us and we ground into our own center so that we can feel what &#8220;home&#8221; feels like inside of ourselves, so we know where to return when we forget and stray too far from this place. Peace Unchanging A wonderful quote from Swami Vivekananda was just sent out in a recent &#8220;Shunyam Productions&#8221; eflyer. I appreciate it so much because it speaks exactly to the potential within us to be that which we we already are. The world of duality exists; however we can meet that level of duality in self and others with the understanding that while there may be two sides to one coin, there is only one coin. &#8220;After every happiness comes misery; they may be far apart or near. The more advanced the soul, the more quickly does one follow the other. What we want is neither happiness nor misery. Both make us forget our true nature; both are chains &#8211; one iron, one gold; behind both is the Atman, who knows neither happiness nor misery. These are states, and states must ever change; but the nature of the Atman is bliss, peace, unchanging. We have not to get it, we have it; only wash away the dross and see it. Let us put forth all our energies to acquire that which never fails &#8211; our spiritual perfection. If we have true yearning for realization, we must struggle, and through struggle growth will come. We shall make mistakes, but they may be angels unawares.&#8221;  ~ Swami Vivekananda When the root chakra issues are stirred up, don&#8217;t take it too personally. Connect to your needs and recognize this is an opportunity to become more whole and self-sustaining. Becoming self-sustaining also means realizing we are not alone. When we find our direct connection, we recognize we are all part of that same connection, the same coin. We are that. We all deserve to live in love.    In love, Christina]]></description>
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		<title>New Age Vocalist Ashana to Perform at The Practice Room</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2011 13:57:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We are truly graced to have one of the premiere healing music artists and New Age vocalists of our time, Ashana, perform at The Practice Room this Friday, October 7th at 7pm. Weaving together soaring, angelic vocals and the celestial sound of crystal singing bowls, Ashana’s original sound is the forefront of an entirely new genre of healing music. She has received worldwide acclaim for her extraordinary blend of Western and ethnic instruments with the unique drone of the crystal singing bowls, along with mantra, chant and song, creating a harmonic fusion that provides the ultimate transcendent music for healing, relaxation and meditation. Ashana’s new CD, “The Infinite Heart,” was released this summer and has received rave reviews. This stunning and elegantly crafted work features sacred chant, mantra and song celebrating the divine feminine. Breaking new ground, Ashana blends her signature sound with Sanskrit and Sikh mantra, Tibetan and Native American chant, a song of devotion to the Virgin Guadalupe in Spanish, a hypnotic version of The Prayer of St. Francis, and an angelic choir of voices singing music inspired by 11th century mystic, Hildegaard von Bingen. From the first note, no one can escape the power of love emanating from every piece. This is, perhaps, Ashana’s finest work to date. In addition to the Friday night concert, Meredith is one of only seven cities selected to host the artist’s “Crystalline Activation Ceremony for Profound Manifestation and Healing.” This event will be held on Saturday, October 8th from 6 – 10 pm. This one-of-a-kind experience is a powerful and highly interactive evening that opens a floodgate of divine energies, pouring tremendous light into the mental, emotional, physical and spiritual bodies. The result is a deep clearing of limited, contracted energetic patterns and realignment with your innate soul blueprint and connection with your Higher Self. Profoundly relaxing and peaceful, this sound meditation and candlelight ceremony is a time to create and hold powerful intentions in sacred space accompanied by the resonant healing vibrations of over 50 master alchemy crystal singing bowls. Ashana will also offer a very special “Crystal Singing Bowls Workshop” on Sunday, October 9th from 1-3:30 pm. Attendees will enjoy a hands-on experience to learn how to play the crystal singing bowl for personal and group sound healing and contemplative practices. No experience is necessary. Listeners the world over describe Ashana’s live music events as “ecstatic,” “profoundly healing,” “breathtakingly beautiful” and “indescribable joy.” Join Ashana for a magical evening of sacred chant, song, and mystical poetry accompanied by keyboards and vibrant world percussion. Ashana’s exquisite new renditions of sacred chant, mantra and song from the world’s traditions have the power to carry you literally to the angelic realms, transporting you to transcendent states of deep peace and inner healing on the gentlest waves of devotion and compassion. Classically trained, with a degree in Voice from the prestigious Mannes College of Music in New York City, Ashana rose to the very top of the healing music genre with her first three CD recordings, “All Is Forgiven,” “Jewels of Silence,” and “Beloved.” Her intuitive vocal improvisations and masterful crystal bowl playing are featured in the documentary film “The Sound You Feel: Vibrations of Healing,” released by Beyond Words. Admission to the Friday night concert is $35 in advance, $45 the day of the event. Registration for the Crystalline Activation Ceremony is $75. A combined concert/ceremony discount package is available for $99. Cost of the Crystal Singing Bowl Workshop is $45 in advance, $55 the day of the event. Click here to purchase tickets.]]></description>
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		<title>Kirtan Concert with David Newman on Friday, Sept 30</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2011 16:21:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We&#8217;re so very excited to  host international Kirtan Chant Artist David Newman, also known as ‘Durga Das,’ this Friday, September 30th at 7 pm. He will be performing with his wife Mira, a celebrated devotional singer, recording artist and percussionist. As Yoga continues to spread its wings in America, a component of the ancient tradition is emerging as part of the new spiritual music movement. It is called Kirtan. A Kirtan is a group gathering where sacred mantras are sung together in a call and response style. It is a unique concert setting where music and singing are treated as meditation and the audience is as much a part of the band as the band members themselves. All throughout the country the awareness of this ancient practice is growing. David Newman travels extensively sharing Kirtan, devotional music and the spiritual, meditative and musical aspects of Yoga. Also known as Durga Das, David is recognized for his artful blend of songwriting with Kirtan chants in a way that makes the experience deeply accessible and even familiar to listeners of modern music. David&#8217;s CDs include Lotus Feet: A Kirtan Revolution, Soul Freedom, Leap of Grace: The Hanuman Chalisa, a CD/DVD set entitled Into the Bliss and his critically acclaimed Love, Peace, Chant on Nettwerk/Nutone. To follow up Love, Peace, Chant, David collaborated with three time Grammy® Award winning producer Trina Shoemaker. Shoemaker who had worked with artists such as Sheryl Crow and Emmylou Harris, joined renowned drummer Jerry Marotta (Peter Gabriel, Paul McCartney) and a host of seasoned musicians to record in Woodstock, NY’s legendary Dreamland Studio. In addition, David’s wife Mira, a devotional singer and percussionist, played a prominent role in the recording, adding her unique rhythmic groove and delicate angelic vocal style. The result was David’s most intimate and expressive record yet entitled To Be Home. To Be Home is a beautiful fusion of sacred song and chant in an acoustic roots musical landscape. It is a bountiful and genre transcending tapestry of spirited sound poetry weaving elements of the past, present, east and west into a mystical and magical elixir for the heart. David has been featured on NPR’s All Things Considered and has appeared in Yoga Journal, Yoga + Joyful Living, Yoga Magazine UK, Natural Awakening, In the Spirit, Yogi Times, Australian Life Magazine, Yoga Chicago as well as others. Admission is $20 in advance, $25 the day of the event. Click here to purchase tickets.]]></description>
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