Yoga Retreat in Mexico!

Hello readers, last July I participated in a retreat hosted by Leigh Evans and Summer Quashi; it was awesome.  Seriously, I do not use that word lightly to describe events.  Defined, the word: 

awe·some/ˈôsəm/

1. Extremely impressive or daunting; inspiring great admiration, apprehension, or fear.

2. Extremely good; excellent

I would love to attend the retreat in Mexico.  If Leigh is hosting, it will be prepared with the minutest attention to details to physical and spiritual aspirations and will be lead by caring minds and hands who will inspire everyone else to be the same.

Yoga Retreat in Mexico
8th Annual Retreat in Yelapa
with Leigh Evans
Jan. 28-Feb 4, 2012


Written in the respected Yoga Journal website:

"Start each day with pranayama and meditation on the beach, followed by a vigorous asana practice in the yoga studio.

Bliss out in the afternoon with restorative yoga, thai massage and chanting!

Nestled a few miles south of Puerto Vallarta, on the West Coast, between densley jungled mountains and the sea, the 1,500 person village of Yelapa is accessible only by panga, the local water taxi! Life here moves to a slower, earthier rhythm, not to the turbo- charged hum of the 21st century."

Hotel Lagunita
www.hotellagunita.com

Palapas (with private bath)
Double Occupancy
Buddy special-$1,100/person
Sign up with a friend by 11/15


$1,200/person by 12/1
$1,295/person after

Single Occupancy
$1,375 by 12/1
$1,475 after

Price includes accomodations,
meals, and 2 yoga classes/day

For information contact
dainalexandra@yahoo.com

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