I'm feeling wildly intrepid at the moment. Not that anyone would notice any difference from the outside if they watched my practice. But I'm being adventurous even within my modest shapes. I'm exploring, creeping my way into new territory one breath at a time. No sudden movements, no great disturbances, just patient, persistent exploration. My... Continue Reading →
Raw yoga
One of my reports at work has just been refused a place on a management training course, as part of a cost-cutting exercise. She's disappointed and she feels as though she's missing out on something. But really she's been doing just fine without this course for more than a year. "You don't need it," I told... Continue Reading →
Healing — with champagne
I usually run fast away from anything that has the word 'healing' associated with it. The mere word triggers an angry reaction in me that there's something broken that needs fixing, that I'm vulnerable or impaired, to be felt sorry for. I feel patronised. But... I ended up at a Yin workshop yesterday that was all... Continue Reading →