What yoga is teaching me about imperfection

In so much of my life I strive for perfection. Writing the perfect advice, making the perfect submissions, giving the perfect support to friends, taking the perfect photo, getting the perfect winged eyeliner. It extends to my yoga practice – making sure the house is quiet and serene, doing the most advanced tree I can […]

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I live here

I walk down tree-lined streets Evening cool but not yet cold Leaves all fairy lights and stars Trams rattle by Old buildings and new people I take a deep breath I live here I walk towards the sapphire ocean Waves tall but not too tall Azure sky stretches in all directions Flags either side Before […]

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Maybe this is yoga

I let my fear get the best of me for a while. Even the idea of getting on the mat made me feel things, and the idea of feeling even more things once I was on the mat scared me, so I didn’t, for a while. That doesn’t mean I wasn’t practicing yoga in other […]

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