“Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing.” - Arundhati Roy.
Everywhere we look we see modern day yoga, caught up in the web of neoliberal capitalism. Along with the erasure of South Asian ethics, praxis and voices, it is not co incidental that yoga is now reduced to a fitness, new age gimmick or hipster trend. Without boundaries, medical research ‘discovers’ yogic breathing techniques, re defining a generations old practice on new terms. Yoga is part of our consumer palate: we can choose our gentrified studios, the fashionable brands, the luxury retreat. More training’s, more styles, yet teachers struggle to maintain an income based on their skills. Co opted by the wellness industry, the yoga industrial complex plays into our insecurities, readjusting us to adapt to the status quo.