So, we're having a bit of fun in August, calling it the "GLP Summer Jam." Instead of our longer interviews this month, we're doing a full month of short and sweet visual essay jam sessions. It's a great way to get you thinking about bigger questions as you shift your energy down a bit, slow down and take some time to explore the bigger ideas that'll let you set up the second half of the year with a sense of greater purpose and alignment. Plus this 2 to 5-minute format is perfect for viewing on vacation or on the go! First up is a visual essay version of something I wrote a while back entitled "Less Show, More Soul." It'll take you on a quick journey to the Mexican Riviera and a big lesson I learned in a very public way. One that I still explore on a regular basis. It's about coming from a place of integrity and service, rather than posturing and theater. Big takeaway... An audience stays as long as you perform. A community stays as long as you serve. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Welcome to Good Life Project, where we take you behind the scenes for in depth, candid conversations with artists, entrepreneurs, makers and world shakers.
Here's your host, Jonathan Fields.
It's 2002 Mexican Riviera, and I'm sweating, sweating almost violently barefoot in the middle of a tile thatched with palapa, just feet from the rolling surf.
I'm there with a yoga wonderkin, Baron Baptiste, and the famed Kirtan singer Krishna Das, aka KD, and about 100 sweaty humans trained to become yoga teachers.
And we practice and we teach and we move and we twist and grind and stretch and we shake until we can no longer move.
And my head is pounding.
Fruit is abundant, but all I want is caffeine.
And a fan, maybe.
And on the last day, something different happens.
Baptiste begins to call postures and minutes in.
His number two takes over the call up dog and then down dog, and fingers wide and palms kiss the mat.
He tags number three, who then takes us through sun salutations, and I kind of start to see a pattern.
I know what's coming.
Three others on his team, then they take the teaching baton as we flow, and 100 nubile bodies pose by pose through the soupy morning air.
And Baron steps in to lead us again.
But I've done the math.
90 minutes remain.
Who's going to leave now?
So I stand in Namaskar mountain pose erect at the mat's edge and hands in prayer as the universe sweats through me, just waiting.
And I look at Baron.