Day 45: Yoga on through

I actually had to check my calendar to find out where I am at. Well, I passed the 40 days. The result? Five days on, weekends off. My alarm is still set for 5:45 am and most mornings I have 45 minutes before my son stumbles in. I enjoy my quiet mornings, even though my…

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…

Day 10: Finding balance

I completed the first week of my 40 days of yoga and then took one day off. Actually, it worked out quite well. Even though I did not make it to my yoga class at all this week. It is always amazing to me what happens to the mind once that attitude shift has happened….

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…

Let it be… (or Yoga in my living room… finally)

A couple of days ago, I rolled out my mat in the living room. For the first time since we moved in three weeks ago. Don’t ask me what took me so long. Maybe the kitchen seemed more appealing because it is somewhat finished and furnished, while our living room is still quite bare with…

Yoga in the kitchen

This morning I finally took ten minutes for a few poses before my son burst through the door  into the kitchen. (Our new bathroom is too small to do yoga, you know.) Some part of me was hoping that we would move and everything would just magically fall into place. But, well, life is not…

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…

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 quiet Sunday mornings, when my son happens to sleep in and I manage to wake up early enough. Did I mention that almost never happens?…