There and back again… Part 2

It has only been a week. So much has happened… once again. I have traveled 70 miles, enjoyed the beautiful rolling hills and made new friends. I truly needed this time for myself. The hectic months had left me struggling for air. Things felt like they were unraveling. I found out that cleansing techniques and…

Day 24: Settling in

I am more than half way through my attempt at 40 days of yoga practice and found this week that five days on and two off worked with everything else going on. I even managed to avoid too much protest of my son in the morning. With all these other things on my mind, I…

Tethering

Choices for my lunch break today included: #1 Getting some work done while chugging some food down at the same time. #2 Burying my head in the sand to not go into full panic mode when looking at my to-do-list for the next two weeks.#3 Trying to answer some emails/make some calls so I wouldn’t…

Balancing my Easter eggs

Today is the first time I am writing in my kitchen looking out over a few roof tops. The pale winter sun is trying to break through making the day look a wee bit more friendly. But really, there is a snow dusting on the roof across and I can see the flag at the…

I walk and I breath…

I walk and I breathe. In. Out. Close off my right nostril. Then my left. There, finally, I can breathe properly, evenly. I slow down. My thoughts and my movement. The thoughts keep coming. Ham-sa. In. Out. I started a walking meditation on my way to work. 15 minutes not thinking, planning, rushing, trying to…

There is a first time for everything including a Bucket List

I hope the way I slept into the New Year won’t be any indication about my energy level for the entire year… the festive season seemed to have taken it out of me. Even the fireworks and crackers outside didn’t wake me up. At least my little family slept very well with me… With the…

Finding my own voice…

Music has always played an important role in my life. I sang in a choir, played instruments for years, had friends who were producing their own music, etc. But still somehow it fell off my radar and I resorted to simply listening. I rediscovered music with my son. I was singing for him when I…

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 while sitting at the computer. I fantasize about breaking into a dancer when I am in the park. And when I am finally practicing I think…