I really ought to…

This is where I go when I feel the need to let go of „stuff“. I focus on whatever thought has been circling around in my head driving me crazy. Then I make a conscious decision to let go. I take a rock and throw it as far as I can. When the physical sensation…

Inspirational…

I came across this poem today on Patrick Creelman’s website. I recall a yoga class ages ago when the teacher was reading this to us. The intensity of Whyte’s words strike me just as much today as they did then. I still remember how they made me feel laying there, even though I don’t remember…

I have been away for a while

Actually, just here and there. But I have been away for a while from my blog. Not intentionally, it just happened that way. I was busy, yes. But I have been busy before. Truth is, I did not make it a priority. And practicing yoga has not been a priority either. Not only is my…

Day 4: Celebration

A few weeks ago I noticed that I was getting closer to completing my 50th blog post. Quite a milestone for me. Since then I have been battling what could be described as writer’s block. I just drew a blank when thinking about things to write about. Yes, life has been busy. And yes, I…

Peace, Love and Light

Peace, Love and Light is something one of my yoga teachers used to say at the end of class. For me this meant peace of mind, love myself and the light will shine from within. During meditation in today’s yoga class, we were asked to imagine being older (in the sense of wiser not more…

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…

Today Is The Day

Moving Day is finally here. OMG, I never thought I would look forward to moving boxes again. I was so fed up with packing and unpacking just a little while ago. So we have been cleaning (or trying to anyway) all day to get rid of all the dust that gets left behind if you…

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…

I love love love writing!

I was chatting with a friend a few days ago talking about moving back here. She had returned about a year ago and described her experience like this: „I was at risk to loose myself completely. I had already lost some parts of myself that are only resurfacing now. I am starting to feel like…