Autumnal Chakra Dance

Celebrate the fluid consciousness of Autumn
within a welcoming and supportive
woman’s circle

in Southern Vermont

Women’s circles evoke a sense of sisterhood, and also a feeling of being in a maternal space. There is a deep sense of being connected to one another, at an archetypal level. ~Jean Shinoda Bolen

Autumnal Chakra Dance
a Let Your Yoga Dance women’s circle
in Marlboro, VT
Dancing through the body’s energy centers
with the energy signature of the season: release, flow, rebirth.
Tuesdays, November through Winter Solstice
6:00 pm to 7:30 pm

*With 2 options for missed gatherings:
1. Bring someone new to the dance.
2. Receive the chakra playlist to dance at home.
(* Or drop into a yoga class with my husband Casey as space is available.)

For ALL women who like to move to music!
No other experience, skill/talent relevant.

Autumnal Journey: $123.45 (pre-pay rate)
Paypal link for pre-pay rate
Facebook event page

Marlboro Elementary School is centrally located on Route 9 in Marlboro, Vermont.


Participant feedback….

It’s more than a workout–it’s spiritual grounding and a chance to experience true freedom. It’s exactly what you need each and every moment.

I feel lighter and uplifted!

I love feeling the music through my body.

It was easy to be free.  I remembered that I love to exercise.  I remembered that I do have flexibility.  I moved within and out.

I liked how the class flowed– how we had time to move to ourselves and with  others.

I find myself dancing and moving more throughout the week.

I have been feeling more in touch with my body’s needs as far as stretching, flexibility, mindfullness, and self-appreciation.

Let Your Yoga Dance helps me to come back into myself. Since I spend a lot of time leading other people and directing activities, I really appreciate the chance to support my very important intention of settling into myself.

Very relaxing, very healing, very conducive to epiphany.

Click here for more voices on dancing with Kelly through the chakras.

Kelly Salasin holds a Bachelors of Science degree in education and is a certified Yoga and YogaDance instructor, as well as a longtime crafter of classes, retreats, workshops, events & journeys–locally, regionally, internationally & online. Kelly regularly assists leading presenters/programs at Kripalu Yoga and Health Center including Let Your Yoga Dance teaching trainings and yoga and meditation retreats. Kelly serves as adjunct faculty at the Hits the Spot Yoga Teacher Training Center leading chakra experiences–on and off the mat.

Contact Kelly for more information or to hold your space in this dancing circle of women.

Schedule conflict or location a barrier? Ask Kelly about the seasonal online journey: Writing through the Chakras.

Summer Chakra Dance

Celebrate the expansive energy of the sun
with the cooling & nourishing retreat of a
woman’s circle

in Southern Vermont

God may be in the details. But the Goddess is in connections.
~Gloria Steinem

Chakra Dance
a Let Your Yoga Dance women’s circle
in Marlboro, VT
dancing through the body’s energy centers
highlighting each of the 7 chakras
*Late July through early September
Thursdays, 6:00 pm to 7:30 pm
Skill & experience irrelevant

*With 3 options for missed gatherings:
chakra playlist & meditation access or
chakra consultation with Kelly
or morning yoga with Casey.

Facebook event page
Early-bird $111.11
Paypal link
Room for 11.

Note: Marlboro, Vermont is located in the southern most part of the state between Brattleboro & Wilmington, VT.

Carpoolers take 10% off. Find a friend. Make it a date.

It was easy to be free.  I remembered that I love to exercise.  I remembered that I do have flexibility.  I moved within and out.

The music ROCKS!

OMG! I can’t believe how much fun I’ve been missing!

I love it!!! Every time!!

I feel lighter and uplifted!

I love feeling the music through my body.

I liked how the class flowed– how we had time to move to ourselves and with  others.

I find myself dancing and moving more throughout the week.

I realize that I don’t know my body very well–and I want to.  This helps. I trust you as a teacher.

I have been feeling more in touch with my body’s needs as far as stretching, flexibility, mindfullness, and self-appreciation.

It helps me to come back into myself. Since I spend a lot of time leading other people and directing activities, I really appreciate the chance to support my very important intention of settling into myself.

Very relaxing, very healing, very conducive to epiphany.

Click here for more voices on dancing with Kelly through the chakras.

Kelly Salasin

Kelly Salasin holds a Bachelors of Science degree in education and is a certified Yoga and Let Your Yoga Dance instructor, as well as a longtime crafter of classes, retreats, workshops, events & journeys–locally, regionally, internationally & online. Kelly regularly assists leading presenters/programs at Kripalu Yoga and Health Center including Let Your Yoga Dance teaching training and yoga and meditation retreats. Kelly serves as adjunct faculty at the Hits the Spot Yoga Teacher Training Center leading chakra experiences–on and off the mat.

Contact Kelly for more information or to hold your space in this dancing circle of women.

Women’s circles evoke a sense of sisterhood, and also a feeling of being in a maternal space. There is a deep sense of being connected to one another, at an archetypal level.  (Jean Shinoda Bolen)

Click here for more summer programming for women.

Spring 2013 YogaDance for Women

Klimt (visipix.com)
Klimt (visipix.com)

Spring YogaDance Southern Vermont

WHAT:  75 minutes of music & movement for everyBODY–skill & experience irrelevant. 

WHEN:  Thursday evenings, March 21 through May 30th.

WHERE: Southern Vermont.

HOW: RSVP

COST: $15 drop in
Mother/daughter combo, $25

**For more information, contact certified Kripalu Instructor, Kelly Salasin

or click here for more information about YogaDance.

Autumn YogaDANCE in New England

Klimt (visipix.com)

“The most ravishing experience you can have is of the mysterious, of living in consecrated curiosity, with the symphony of the universe playing through you and the still point laying claim to the heart.” 

Jennifer Louden

Fall is associated with the watery, sensual Second Chakra, located in the hip region. This is our center of creativity, and Autumn is the perfect time to rediscover our relationship with the juicy flow of our own lives.

Each YogaDANCE class moves through chakras, from the 1st to the 7th, with music and movement to connect you with these vital energy centers.

On the outside, it looks like a dance party–with a new soundtrack each week to inspire RELEASE in everyBODY (skill & experience irrelevant)–World, Rock, Funk, Classics, Blues & more.

The guidance is simple, the atmosphere low-key, and the energy supportive & FUN.

We warm up the body, we strengthen it, we energize it with 20+minutes of aerobic activity (at our own pace) and then we stretch it and rest it–discovering a depth of presence (and clarity) that is precious in our full lives.

Fall 2012 Session Schedule

Tuesdays & Thursdays, 6:45 pm thru December 20, 2012.

Marlboro, Vermont

(Classes run for approx. 1 hour and take place in the Outback at Marlboro Elementary School on Rte. 9–just minutes from the Brattleboro area & the Deerfield Valley.)

Session Packages

Dance Both Tuesdays & Thursdays (up to 20 classes) for $150.

(Makeup missed classes by bringing a friend)

Choose Tuesdays or Thursdays (up to 10 classes) for $99.

(Makeup missed classes by bringing a friend or by dancing on alternate night)

(Family/Carpool SAVINGS–Deduct $25 for each additional person–or $50 for the combined Tues/Thur session)

Drop-in Card–5 classes for $60–May be shared among family members

*To find out more about Fall 2012 Session: contact certified Kripalu YogaDance Instructor, Kelly Salasin. 

To read more about YogaDance, click here.

Yoga Parfait for 2

Yoga & YogaDance

This fall you can enjoy a Yoga Parfait–with one spoon–or two, when you combine Casey’s Gentle Yoga with Kelly’s YogaDance Party in Southern Vermont.

Both meet in the Outback at Marlboro Elementary School on Route 9 in Marlboro, Vermont, and begin the week of September 26th through the second week of December.

Enroll for either session by donation (pay what works for you and keeps you coming) or combine the sessions for a Yoga Parfait, see details below.

Gentle Yoga with Casey meets Mondays at 5:30 pm.

YogaDance Party with Kelly meets Thursdays at 5:30 pm.

Each session has approximately 10 classes (offered by donation), or you can combine Yoga & YogaDance for up to 13 classes of  your choice:

Yoga Parfait Menu

Parfait for One: $111  ($8 a class)

Carpool/Family Specials

For 2: $188 ($7 a class)

For 3: $244 ($6 a class)

For 4: $277 ($5 a class)

Each carpool package allows up to 13 classes per person from the fall Yoga and YogaDance Sessions.

Click here to ENROLL or to ask questions

Casey’s Yoga and Kelly’s YogaDance are for everyBODY; skill & experience irrelevant; if you can take a brisk walk, you can YogaDance, and if you can get up and down off the floor, you can Yoga.  For more info, click below.

Kelly’s YogaDance Classes

Casey’s Yoga Classes

An Apology

I can’t place it, but I know that today is something other than the day before my birthday–and then I remember: Pearl Harbor—and then Michael Moore posts from Hiroshima on Twitter, saying:

In Hiroshima 2 day. Coincidentally, it’s Pearl Harbor Day. I hear from back home the pundits beating the drums again 4 war. Nothing changes.

His discouraging words bring me back to President Obama’s speech at West Point last month.  I listened to it  from my Facebook account at the doctor’s office where I can snag a high speed connection.

Is that live?” another patient asks, overhearing the President’s voice. I explain that it’s not, and that I’m just getting to it now because I don’t have television reception at home.

The doctor asks the receptionist to leave her office door open so that she can listen too. “I caught part of it in the airport,” she calls out from her desk,  “But I’d like to hear more.”

I love the sound of his voice,” says another patient.

In response, I complain that as much as I want to pay attention, speeches always put me to sleep.

As an educator, it occurs to me that politicians might be able to make these moments more participatory.  They could split everyone into pairs and have them ask each other:

What would you do?

Then Obama could call on a few people to share their wisdom and take a survey of hands to see who agrees.

After the speech, my politically astute teen gets word of the increase of troops to Afghanistan and confides to his father on the drive home from school that he’s worried about the draft. He’s only 14.   But I think about it too.  We’ve never even let him play with guns.

I no longer hold full responsibility for the world my beloved child inherits–as  his choices have begun to define it too.  An older classmate is in Afghanistan right now.  My son asks about the “action” that this guy might get to see.  He figures times of peace must be pretty boring for soldiers.

I think back to a conversation on war I had with some women friends.  One, a documentarist, suggests that we simply bring all the soldiers home and see what happens.

But that won’t address the hunger some have for fighting,” I offer, adding that I think we need to find other channels for that warrior energy.

I wonder how it might look if our armed forces directed the youth’s need for action into combating other threats– like disaster, environmental degradation, poverty.

But what of the thirst for killing, I wonder?

This week a 17 year old boy was tried as an adult for the murder of his ten-year old brother.  The parents didn’t attend the trial, but they supported the conviction at which they lost a second son.  The boys had been wrestling and the teen strangled his younger brother in a hold–to satiate a desire to kill.

Is Michael Moore right?  Has nothing changed?  Will nothing change?

I don’t know, but I do know that we cannot collapse into defeat.  As Gandhi says, We must  be the change we want to see in the world—and that begins in our own hearts.

My memory turns toward a tiny park on a hill in the Berkshires of Massachusetts—where my own troubled mind was filled with the hope of peace.

I sit on a bench beside a young Japanese woman named Seiko.  She and I are among 25 students training to be YogaDance instructors at Kripalu’s Healing Center in Lenox.

We have been assigned as partners with the task of supporting each other with our journey at Kripalu by taking a walk together.

On the path through the woods, Seiko tells me that she has been unable to find the song, “Over the Rainbow.” She asks if I can sing it for her so that she can practice the dance prayer she has created for our class.

I laugh at the thought of me singing while she dances, but I agree, especially because Seiko is a ballerina and I’d enjoy the treat of watching her move to that beautiful tune.

We come to a tiny park with a single bench under the shade of a thickly-trunked tree.  Before we begin, I tell Seiko that there is something I must say.  There among the mountains, I turn toward my new Japanese friend, and timidly offer,

I want to apologize for dropping the bomb on your country.

Seiko is taken aback by my unexpected words.  She asks me to repeat myself.  And I do– with tears stinging my eyes.  Although I am twenty years her elder, Seiko responds to me with a the tenderness of a mother,

You don’t have to apologize for that, Kelly.  You and I weren’t even born.

I know,” I say, “but it’s important for me to say these words to someone from your country.”

Tears fill Seiko’s eyes as she replies in a whisper,

No one has ever apologized to me for that before, thank you…

I begin to sing, and Seiko begins to dance under the broad branches of a firmly rooted tree,

Somewhere over the rainbow…


Kelly Salasin


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A Let Your Yoga Dance Teacher is born,

“Hey, I hear you’re doing something new,” says a warm-hearted woman who works at the clinic where I’ve stopped to have my son’s ears checked.

I intentionally look puzzled to buy myself a few moments to scan my life for something other than Let Your Yoga Dance; but I come up empty handed.

“Yes,” I smile, reluctantly, waiting for more words to appear.  None do.

“Dancing, I hear,” she says, nudging me along.

“Yes,” I say again with an embarrassed smile.

“How’s it going?” she asks.

“Good,” I say trying to match her enthusiasm, but I just feel foolish.

“What is it?” she says, probing.  (She is a wise woman.)

“It’s crazy…” I say to explain, explaining nothing.

It’s funny how it comes–my relationship with myself and this new venture.  Some days I’m all over it, eager to share, and other times, I shrink in self reproach.  What the hell am I doing?! –I  have to face people and tell them that I’m a “dance teac…” I can’t even bring myself to say the word.

When my kind friend asks why I use the word, “crazy”, I just lower my head and shake it.  I’ve used up all the answers and I’m tired of hearing them, tired of hearing me back-pedaling in them.  “It’s so ego-defying,” I’ve said to others, or “It’s not a career venture, is it!”  or, “I don’t  know what I’m doing.”

But the truth is I  do know, and  it’s more than all that, and bigger, and better, and that scares me. Will I measure up?  Will I amount to anything?  Can I survive vacillating between joy and self-doubt?

At home the next day, I ponder the conversation at the doctor’s office wondering why I couldn’t speak.  I ask myself the same simple questions Susan did, as I load the dishwasher, to see what comes

I feel a familiar tingling between my legs–not that kind of tingling,  but the zinging feeling in the spot where I was stitched up after my son’s was born.

Ever since that time, the place between my legs speaks up whenever I see someone in pain or even think of someone’s physical pain; as if Aidan’s passage, has left a permanent center of compassion on my body.

But, why am I feeling it now in response to Let Your Yoga Dance, I ask myself, (as I hear my boys coming up the hill.)

It’s another birth, I think–a labor; and immediately, I am transported back to the instant I felt Aidan move through the birth canal–a mind blowing moment, exploding my sense of self, of possibility, of limits.

I remember the burning, that mythologized “ring of fire,” and the relief I felt–rather than pain or fear, because I knew that the ripping meant that the labor was almost over.

What is ripping now?
My limited sense of self.
What is the ring of fire?
My self-doubt.
What is being born?
A radically reshaped sense of possibility and limitation.

Let Your Yoga Dance instructor.

Me.

Kelly Salasin, 2007

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