Category: The Yoga Slut

There is No Guru

By Dana Gornall Every once in awhile when people hear my name, they repeat a line from a popular 1980’s movie, Ghostbusters. “There is no Dana, there is only Zuul.” It’s the line Sigourney Weaver delivers after being possessed by some sort of evil entity. Her regular, somewhat conservative, persona has been totally transformed. When Bill Murray’s character is trying to find a way to connect with mild-mannered Dana, she tells him that there is no Dana. I could say that lately I have been doing some soul searching, but that isn’t quite right because “lately” has become about...

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My Friends with Benefits Relationship with Meditation

  By Dana Gornall I want to meditate. Actually, it goes beyond wanting and has reached a level of needing to meditate. I’m stressed, I’m cranky, and I feel like I have gone past overwhelmed. Driving to work the other morning, the radio was off; I drove in silence with my fingers curled around the steering wheel. I prefer keeping the radio off on my commute. The music played is just the same old replays and filled with commercials and talk shows. I used to try listening to podcasts on the drive, but lately I like the silence. Snow...

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Single Mama Buddhist: Can We be Clergy?

  By Dana Gornall   “I can bring home the bacon, fry it up in a pan. And never let you forget you’re a man because I’m a wooommman, Enjoli.” These were the lyrics played on a popular early 80s commercial I heard over and over while I was growing up. The woman in the commercial was beautiful, business-like, apparently could cook a mighty fine ass meal and insinuated she was a tiger in the bedroom. This was what we were supposed to be—what we are supposed to be as women. We can keep the house neat, cook healthy,...

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Dharma & the Dating Mom: Everything is Awkward

  By Dana Gornall One of the problems with settling down with one person at a young age is that everything is new and young during that time. Teenage intimacy means making out in the back seats of cars, holding hands at the movies, and sneaking various forms of touchy-feelyness in various not so private places in whatever moments you can get them. You eventually grow up, get your own place and finally get a little privacy—at least until kids come along (if they do). Dating as a middle aged adult with teenagers, becomes a whole different ball game....

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Dharma & the Dating Mom: I Need Space but I Don’t

  By Dana Gornall “Desiring another person is perhaps the most risky endeavor of all. As soon as you want somebody—really want him—it is as though you have taken a surgical needle and sutured your happiness to the skin of that person, so that any separation will now cause a lacerating injury.” ~ Elizabeth Gilbert, Committed When I was about four or five—maybe six—we took a family vacation to Florida. The specifics are still a little fuzzy, but I remember clearly seeing some type of a luau, or Hawaiian show. Seated about six rows back from the stage, I...

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