my yoga journey
In England our lockdown rules change again on Monday as part of the easing of restrictions. We will be allowed to socialise indoors and hospitality venues can offer indoor service. Hugging will be also officially permitted, with some advice on frequency and contact time š Itās actually coincidental that Iām visiting my parents this week,... Continue Reading →
One of my close friends called. Her mumās dying in hospital in US. She hasnāt been able to travel to visit her because of Covid restrictions. When I answered her call, she told me āI just wanted to hear your voiceā. So we chatted a bit about nothing much, there being nothing really we could... Continue Reading →
Until relatively recently I used to watch myself practise and not recognise myself. Who was that strong girl who moved through vinyasas with grace and ease? Where was the girl with dark rings of exhaustion under her eyes, the unwashed hair (simply too much effort), and the cautious movements that anticipated pain and weakness in... Continue Reading →
A year on almost and I still canāt decide how I feel about teaching yoga on zoom. Iām guessing Iām not alone in that. You know how it is ā some days it feels great and the connection with students feels real and useful, other days it feels full of frustrations and communication fails and... Continue Reading →
They say the wolf that grows bigger and thrives is the one you choose to feed. Lately Iāve been taking care what I āfeedā. Or to put it another way Iāve been taking care how much I listen to the inner critical voices (the wolf inside of me), lessening the amount of fuel I give... Continue Reading →
āKsero ta vasika Ellinikaā my husband proudly announced to me recently. āI know basic Greekā. Heās been using a language learning app every day for nearly a year since UK went into first lockdown. He does a couple of exercises everyday with an occasional splurge of more concentrated work. Itās a classic case of the... Continue Reading →
In UK news the prime minister just announced the measures to ease us out of lockdown. My personal opinion is that the ābig bangā return to schools of all age groups simultaneously is misguided and likely to lead to an increase in the R number with who knows what consequences... But at least friends and... Continue Reading →
I went to a zoom āmasterclassā with one of my teachers recently. Hubby wondered what a yoga masterclass is. I donāt really know. These funny words that get used in yoga land! He hears snippets of the classes I attend at home and I think he receives an odd perspective about how yoga classes work.... Continue Reading →
Iām not a big fan of yoga teacher trainings. I pretty much hated my 200 hour end to end ā which (I hasten to emphasise) says much more about me than about my patient teachers. I think they did a good job in 200 hours to set us up to be safe, competent enough, rooky... Continue Reading →
I remember the first time I encountered the idea of oneās physical posture reflecting oneās mental state, current or past (i.e. whether a reflection of stuff of the moment or a deeper expression of past experiences of whatever sort). It really made me angry. And afraid. I felt as though I was laid bare under... Continue Reading →
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