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 […]Read more "I live here"
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 […]Read more "Maybe this is yoga"
I think I’m afraid to be happy.I think I’m afraid to love myself.I think I’m afraid to feel good.I think I’m afraid to know myself. I go through phases where yoga is all I want to do in life – practice asanas, breathe, meditate, really know myself. And then suddenly (or slowly) I trail off. Getting […]Read more "What yoga is teaching me about being afraid"
I was not a great person today. I wasn’t a terrible person, but I definitely wasn’t great. Usually after a bad day I can look back on it, weigh everything up and say ‘you know what, overall I think I did okay in the circumstances’. Today I don’t know if I can honestly say that. […]Read more "I wasn’t a great person today"
My yoga practice has been pretty much non-existent the past couple of weeks. That’s okay (I try to tell myself) – probably using that effort just to stay alive is okay. Thinking about why I haven’t just got on the mat this morning, it crossed my mind that the reason was because I knew it […]Read more "Right now my practice looks like: acknowledging my feelings (without judgement, if I’m lucky)"
I was looking in the mirror last night and realised there’s a part of me that’s fatter than I previously realised. Don’t get me wrong. I’m under no misapprehensions. I’m very fat. Very, very fat. I look at myself pretty candidly in the mirror regularly – with and without clothes, from all different angles – […]Read more "Setbacks: three steps forward, two steps back."
I’ve been doing a lot of yelling lately. Only when I’m by myself, and usually in the context of mundane things being particularly difficult. Like last night when I was making up the bed in the spare room and the blanket wouldn’t go in the doona cover properly and I had to actually crawl inside […]Read more "What yoga is teaching me about the universe"