Hubby's started practising a little at home again now. I'm so pleased for him to have got to the point where this feels like a good thing for him. He's rehabbing himself gently and I am so immensely proud of his patience and his quiet efforts. I'm learning so much from him, from hearing him... Continue Reading →
On practising when tired
Teachers often caution against practising when tired: it's when the injuries happen. Your attention lapses or you're not well set up. It's sensible advice, but sometimes it really bothers me and I hear it too personally. My inner demons wickedly translate these words into "you're sick and you have no place here and this practice is... Continue Reading →
Stretching into space
My teacher seems to talk to me differently now that I've done TT with him. As just a regular student he was oh-so-careful not to bring any expectations to our conversations. I can appreciate why, even if sometimes it felt a little strained. So I was highly amused by his more genuine response to what... Continue Reading →
Ground control
Sometimes I get totally overwhelmed with backbends. I'm slowly learning not to, but rather to play the edge without tipping over the precipice completely -- but still... Recently in a crisis moment I've noticed what my body wants to do -- to sit up crossed legged with hands palm down on the mat in front... Continue Reading →
Sweet yoga at home
Hubby offered to guide me through practice the other day. He could see that I was struggling with fatigue, physical and mental, and that I was finding it difficult to find the energy or inspiration to practise on my own. I received his generous and loving offering rather ungraciously I'll admit! I'd like to say... Continue Reading →
Teaching energy
Again a quick word from my TT whirlwind, to capture a moment, although I am too tired for careful words. Stay with me, my beloved readers. My mother in law brought tears to my eyes over dinner the other night. No, not in the way you might think -- it wasn't any criticism of my cooking, or... Continue Reading →
Who’s next to me?
Again a quick word from my TT whirlwind, to capture a moment, although I am too tired for careful words. Stay with me, my beloved readers. We've been given class by a few different teachers these past days. We're encouraged to talk about our experiences of them afterwards, as both students and student teachers. I confessed... Continue Reading →
Back to earth without a bump
Back to work today after 2 long weekends of Yoga Teacher Training and a bit of holiday between times. I wasn't looking forward to this very much. Last night my head was full to bursting with new ideas and facts after fours days of philosophy and anatomy study; today it was all meetings and a very... Continue Reading →
Corpsing in class
At the beginning of teacher training we were asked what our favourite and least favourite yoga pose was. As my least favourite I settled on Tāḍāsana. Though it was a close call between that and Śavāsana. No-one else seemed to get the difficulty I had here; these are simple poses right? Huh, well not so... Continue Reading →
Bio-geometry? Is that a word?
My teacher often asks us to feel this kind of thing in āsana: "feel the connection between your heel and the crown of your head" and so on. Energetic connection that is, not pretzel shapes with your foot behind your head! I think the idea is to find some structural integrity, so that your whole being is united... Continue Reading →