Schlagwort: letting go
Root to rise
I am back online. After two weeks without yoga I just completed my 6th yoga teacher weekend and I feel amazing. I underestimated how much mental effort it is to start a new job, no matter if I have amazing support from my new colleagues. So all the changes combined with my ever-present sinus issues…
It is done
Today, quietly, in between cleaning up the house and baking a cake for friends coming over later, it was done. Exactly 17 days short of our 1st anniversary living in Germany it is done. And all that is left now, is an empty box. The last one. So, what now? No more excuses. We are…
Never say never
Who would have thought that most of my blog would be about homesickness. I never dreamed of pondering the various forms of missing someone and something. I also didn’t consider how homesickness sneaks up, gets triggered, comes in waves, can be debilitating and brings about profound realization… sometimes at the same time. I left Germany…
Summer in the city
I always underestimate how much weather influences my well-being. It is a beautiful sunny Sunday today. We hit the playground in the morning, splashed a bit in the fountain on the way home and now my son is out in the back planting some seeds while I get to do some housework (and sneaking some…
Letting go
Last weekend I had my third yoga teacher training session. We had a different instructor this time and that always changes the dynamics. It was very interesting. Lots of good work with standing poses. It made me feel very grounded and connected but also left me yearning for some growth or maybe just the need to become…
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…
Foot prints on the sky
The other day I walked past this tree and saw a pair of shoes dangeling up in the branches. For a moment, the shoes looked like someone had left footprints on the blue sky… The thought of someone walking and possibly jumping across the sky, bouncing off the little white clouds, effortlessly, had something very…
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…
mehrlebenskunst. 