On the way to the Floyd Yoga Jam, I was thinking about Women’s Wellness Week, being on the same road to Indian Valley where the weeklong retreat used to be held, back in the early 90’s. The song “Woodstock” was playing in my head, but I changed the words from ‘I’m going on down to Yasgur’s Farm’ to ‘Burnette’s Farm,’ site of the Yoga Jam festival.
It was the first annual festival and the first of its kind in our region, focused on yoga, wellness, good music, sustainability and community. I had never been to Burnette’s Farm, family land of Mike Turman, festival backer/promoter. So, when I passed a field full old cars for parts, I thought for a second it was the festival site, but took a mental picture and titled it “Not Yoga Jam” once I got a better look.
The actual site came up soon after the junkyard and was barely visible from the road. Large tents were tucked away on nearly 400 acres, buffered by trees along a bold creek. The land probably could hold the “half-a-million strong” that Woodstock drew, but this festival was much sweeter, a rural oasis with room to grow.
After three days of attending and covering the festival for the local paper, I feel tired but also rejuvenated. It was such a high-spirited and hopeful event. I particularly got recharged by attending Susun Weed’s herbal workshops and weed walk. Ironically, Susun, teacher of the Wise Woman tradition, was involved in the early days of Women’s Wellness Week. She taught many of us in the community how to make medicinal tinctures and nourishing infusions and was a formative influence in our lives.
I feel enriched by all the conversations, interactions and learning that I experienced, and the backdrop of fantastic music and play.
I’m busy at work on a story for The Floyd Press, but here are some teaser video clips. More to come …
Read the story I wrote about the Yoga Jam for Natural Awakenings Magazine HERE.