What have conferences got to do with yoga? To be honest, I'm not sure. But I'm at one now, and I've been struck by how different my behaviour has been both towards other people and towards myself this time around. And I can't help feeling this is at least partly due to my yoga practice... Continue Reading →
Flying carpets and the weight of expectation
I've heard people describe their yoga mat as a flying carpet, alluding presumably to the places it transports them in their practice. Having been on the road with my mat for a month in Greece I'm just back at home for a day before I head back to Heathrow for another trip. So I also am feeling... Continue Reading →
Wherever I lay my mat
I'm away from home for a while, travelling in Greece with my husband for his work and my pleasure. I packed up my yoga mat and my travel zafu and hoped that I was all ready to take my practice on the road. Except it's not that simple, just uprooting from your routines and expecting... Continue Reading →