In my earlier yoga days I was a more prolific blogger than now. All the experiences were so vivid and so new, I struggled to make sense of them. Writing as a process of reflection seemed to help. Also the little blog community that included me in their circle was a wonderful support with a... Continue Reading →
Turning to see
Back in the depths of lockdown when in UK we had restrictions about social interactions and you could only meet with those outside your household outdoors, I used to meet my yoga teacher in a local green space. I’m recollecting one such time strongly at the moment. Maybe it was about this time of year.... Continue Reading →
Park Run
I did my first Park Run just recently. This has been an item on my wishlist for a couple of years. Ahem, maybe it's a bit longer even than that. I know I've been holding back. Can I run 5km? Can I run 5km on a random Saturday morning, 'on demand', rather than picking optimal... Continue Reading →
In my hands
I met with my philosophy teacher this evening. I don't meet with her often enough. She doesn't push it, she lets me find my own way. We're both finding our way. She's kind. She lets me talk. She hears my questions and my hesitancy. We talk about commitment and discipline, teachers and authority, prayer and... Continue Reading →
6 weeks later
I just completed my six weeks of beginner weights training! Oof, quite an experience. I was chatting over with a girlfriend recently. She's the best! Eagerly asking about it, keen to hear how I had found it, more interested in the mental/emotional difficulties she anticipated I would have with this degree of physical effort. She... Continue Reading →
Comparisons can be helpful
I finally got back to handstand class this week. I was paired with a really great partner who was fantastic at spotting me, giving loads of verbal and physical feedback which helped me feel safe and steady. I had a great practice. Yay! Much better than a previous experience of partner work. This time we... Continue Reading →
Where’s the new year headed?
"New year, new you"? No, that's never been my way! I'm a chronic hater of New Year's resolutions and that whole vibe of self-improvement. My changes tend to be slower and quieter, more integrated into my general practice rather than listed out in a goal-setting page in a bullet journal. But this year things are... Continue Reading →
Mountains of my mind
Early morning (well, early for me on a Sunday) and despite single-figure temperatures I'm out and running across the local fields in shorts and vest, hopping around the puddles, taking care in the muddy patches, enjoying the movement and being outside in nature. My cheeks burn (from blood pumping or the cold air?), my feet... Continue Reading →
Measuring yoga
Covid-19 cases and deaths in UK remains high (higher than anyone cares to notice or talk about) but strangely life is returning to something vaguely akin to the 'old normal' for many as formal restrictions have been largely lifted. I've been going to in person yoga class again regularly for a while now. The studio... Continue Reading →
An anniversary, happy or not
In UK we’ve been in one sort of lockdown or another for a year now. We have our famous ‘roadmap’ out, but it’s early days. This anniversary, such as it is, prompts retrospection and I’ve had conversations with many others as we look behind us and see how far we’ve come even while we are... Continue Reading →