Whatever Western “Yogis” Touch Turns to Gold (or Pooh?) /// Summer Solstice Times Square 2012

The above photo, which is being passed around the ol’ Facebook, carries with it an increasingly ubiquitous message about yoga’s bigger-is-better–is-bolder–is-ballsier identity crisis. Everywhere you look someone is hosting an event that claims to be the biggest of its kind,

Is Yoga in Times Square a Symbol of Arrogance, Super Sexy Up-Dogs, or Both?

Anyone check out the full-pager in this month’s Yoga Journal: Let me get this straight. According to “Solstice in Times Square“: Anyone can find tranquility on top of a mountain. Let’s think about that. I’d like to see anyone, let