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A river runs through it…
The other day I woke up to the fog. All I could see outside the window was some mysterious red glow from the building opposite. After dropping my son off at… Read more
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I think about it all the time… (or Yoga in the bathroom)
That is exactly the way I feel about yoga: I think about it all the time. I think about it while walking down the road. When I correct my posture… Read more
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My biggest teacher
Becoming a parent felt like an overwhelming sense of responsibility to me. I used to be one of those teenagers who never wanted to get married, leave alone having kids.… Read more
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Vegetarian in progress
I consider myself a vegetarian in progress. The reason being that I still eat fish. I now choose organic when possible and look for the sustainable fishing signs, but really, I… Read more
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A long way home…
I haven’t lived in my home town for about 15 years or so. Every time I visited during those years I was happy to leave again. My husband and I decided… Read more
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Lost in translation…
Being German begs the question why I started writing this blog in English. I just recently moved back to Germany after 12 years away in Vancouver, Canada. That is also… Read more
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Patience is a virtue…
And my patience is wearing thin these days. My husband and I are frustrated by our slow progress of settling in. We are frustrated because we feel the need to… Read more
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Home practice?
Writing my first post made me think about ’not having a home practice‘. What I meant is that I rarely roll out my mat at home. Maybe sometimes, on these… Read more
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Where it all started…
So here I am, face down on my yoga mat in yoga-more, Charlottenburg. This is my first class in weeks. And I am so grateful to be here today. I… Read more
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