Before I had ever really gotten to know Colleen Saidman Yee as the incredibly wise, generous, and profound yoga teacher that she is, I knew her as my godmother’s beautiful, funny neighbor. When I spent three weeks in Sag Harbor, NY last summer I fell in love with Colleen and all of her stunning facets: yogini, mother, humanitarian, compassionate soul, teacher, adviser, goddess, sexy badass, business owner, and simply stunning human being. I also fell in love with yoga, and I have Colleen and her husband, Rodney Yee, to thank for that in many ways. I spent the last year doing a 300-hour yoga teacher training with both of them. I originally signed up because I pretty much just wanted to hang out with them and infuse my cells with their example of a truly yummy marriage. Over the course of a year I actually found out that I really like teaching yoga (and I’m not so bad at it). But this realization was a distant second to how spiritually and physically nourishing it was to be around Colleen and Rodney. Colleen and I got to spend this past weekend together at the Menla Mountain Retreat Center in Phoenicia, NY at the Joy of the Yogini women’s yoga retreat. (Synchronistically with my involvement in Bindu Wiles’s The Shed Project, the theme for the weekend was the Goddess Kali, death, impermanence, letting go, and rebirth. I love how the universe works. I really do). Colleen and I stole a few moments on a bench in the woods so she could share her thoughts on death, marriage, breath, impermanence, busy-ness, and more. I bring you, Yoga Goddess Extraordinaire, Colleen Saidman Yee!
Get more articles like this sent straight to your inbox!
By signing up for my newsletter you'll receive weekly emails from me and occasional promotions. I take your privacy very seriously and will never distribute or sell your email address or information.