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…
Schlagwort: thoughts
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…
A different kind of diary
I used to write a diary as teenager, I guess as many do. And actually I started using one again about eight years ago when I was going through some rough patches. But it was always just for me and I never shared it with anyone. To me writing this blog feels like I am…
Snow Snow Snow…. but how do I feel?
It has been snowing all day. I love it. Everything seems to turn into something more beautiful when covered in snow… Sunday we had our first snow ball fight. It was so much fun. My son once again pulled me out of my head, into the moment. Standing behind the house, sticking our tongues out…
An alphabetic Ode to Vancouver
Last week I read this great post about An Alphabet of Gratitude. At the time I was planning to write an alphabet of gratitude (or things we like) with my son, however, feeling a wee bit homesick during the last day or so, I came up with an A-Z of things I miss about Vancouver…
I got myself a job.
Finally. The job search is over. You would think that I would be full of joy and excitement. Well, truth is I am not. I am sort of working myself up to it. Everyone around me is pleased, saying things like that is a great Christmas present or such better news than the weather (really?)…
Sometimes I just want to get hit by a bus
Well, not really. I don’t know about you, but sometimes my mind goes a little crazy. There are these days or weeks where nothing seems to fall into place. I am grating against life, well reality actually, and they are grating against me. And it feels like the only way to stop my mind going…
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 daycare I felt like going for a walk down at the river, imagining the silence when all sounds get muted by the fog. You know…
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