I felt totally bleurgh today. Nothing dramatic, nothing life-threatening. Just an M.E. day. How does that feel? It's boring to describe, but basically like I've run a marathon, have jet-lag, with a dose of proper flu on top. The longer, and slightly more boring, version is something like: severe headache making me feel sick, muscles feeling... Continue Reading →
Practicing honesty
I see a lot of dishonesty going on in yoga. I don't mean this as a big name and shame piece. So not cool, and certainly not my place. I simply mean the petty dishonesties we all entertain in asana, in yoga (in life too, perhaps, but that's a way bigger topic). In last night's... Continue Reading →
Is yoga blogging a selfie in words instead of pictures?
My last days in Greece are at Delphi, known to the Ancient Greeks as the centre of the world: the myth is that Zeus sent two eagles off in opposite directions and they crossed paths at Delphi, so Delphi was called the 'navel' (omphalos) of the world. Cue many comments from my husband about 'navel-gazing'... Continue Reading →
On stopping half-way
If you read my last post you'll know I'm in Greece for a while. We've left Athens now and are staying for the next week or so near Sparta, in the Peloponnese. It's very dramatic scenery, with snow on the mountains still, and we have lovely cosy accommodation that already feels like a home away from home.... 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 →