Some days everything works out just fine

The sun is peeking through the leaves overhead. I can feel the fall air on my skin. The voices of other people in the park are dropping away, blending into the background. I am early for my yoga class. A rare occurrence. I had the day off and thought it would be a mad dash…

I’m late! I’m late! I’m late!

„I’m late! For a very important date! No time to say hello, goodbye! I’m late! I’m late! I’m late!“ This is me most mornings when I am trying to get ready for work and my son (instead of understanding my very important adult world) wants to cuddle, read a story and then another one. I…

Little Pleasures

I really enjoyed writing my post Chitter Chatter Random Thoughts last week. Cruising on gratitude is always giving me a good vibe. Focusing on little pleasures I experienced last week… I spent Thursday’s lunch break at this little italian cafe. It happens to be down the road from where I work. I have wanted to…

Yoga with an Audience

On Wednesday I woke up at 5 am and couldn’t go back to sleep. I snug out trying not to wake my son (my husband sleeps through anything). Looking forward to an extra half an hour of time for myself. I finally finally created some space in my day for home practice. After ten years…

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…

Merry Christmas everybody!

Much has been written about Christmas and it’s two sidekicks drama and happiness. What I find fascinating is, how one day provokes such a variety of reactions. For me, Christmas and its meaning has changed a lot over the years. My son loves the holiday season, the lights, the gifts, of course, everything is so…

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. And then life happened. I met my husband, we got married, and well, we had a baby… what can I say, the deeply felt joy…

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 feel guilty. For the longest time my excuse was the great sushi in Vancouver. And for the first little while here it was the hering…

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 get back to work (never thought we would say that). We are also frustrated by our son’s temper trantrums (too much TV and sweeties being…