Around Christmas I spent some time reflecting on what the point of yoga is, or rather what is the point of my yoga. To be sure when I started asana practice I had very limited ambitions, and they were all about me. Nothing wrong with that. We all start somewhere. And something I'm realizing about... Continue Reading →
From parachutes to why I started yoga
"Weave your parachute every day, don't wait until you need to jump out of the plane" -- Jon Kabat-Zinn So I jumped out of the plane this week. My hamstring niggle combined with a temporarily-absent husband, some long-running emotional family stuff, a failing project at work, plus the usual hormone cycle to create the perfect storm. I... Continue Reading →
Privacy in a public place
I've been a Facebook devotee for a good few years now. I love keeping in touch with distant friends and being able to pick up naturally with them whenever we cross paths in the physical world. But I'm careful about what I post and who I'm friends with. In particular I'm careful not to vent... Continue Reading →