October

There is a yoga revolution. Are you joining in?

As I struggle to college with the hope of empowering my words and sharing my thoughts to any great good I can bring, I remember I am no longer young, and I smile.

Last month I spoke of the need for change.

This month I am reminded with good mindfulness of the body impermanence is fact!

I hope you are all looking after yourselves with self-compassion, and enjoying the gift of life even with the pains and creaks of age.

‘Love save us all from old age and broken health and a hope tree that has lost the faculty of putting out blossoms.’   Mark Twain

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

August

August always suggests heat in my mind.

Parched grass, cracked mud, rubbery strands tickling my toes as a child. Burning sand. Crickets. Midgets. Ice-cream holidays for the lucky ones. The dark ocean beckoning us to cool in its silken depths. Children splashing, old ones sighing. Lovers entwined in sticky embrace. Animals shading. A month of still, a month of respectful heat.

I hope you find something beautiful in August, even if you remain pinned to the office, shop, warehouse or ward.

I hope you find a moment to pause, and feel the pulse of life in this intense dustbowl of days.

See you in September!