Posts Tagged ‘cyclone Frank’
It’s raining, It’s pouring
Oh what a week….on Monday Cyclone Frank and I arrived at daycare to be told he had chicken pox and to head home. As we were rejected from the doors with waves of ‘see you in a week’, my brain dashed into problem scoping mode. What to do about work? I’ve only just started a new […]
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For the love of yoga
Yesterday I led 12 sunny, sweaty students through 108 sun salutations. I love leading and practicing the 108. On the journey, you go through a range of emotions and thoughts: why am I doing this?, I love this!, I hate this!, I’m so bored of sun salutations, hang out I just did 20 without thinking […]
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Cyclone Frank starts daycare…Mama finds her yoga feet (and a good coffee)
The last few weeks here in Cornwall have been a whirlwind. I travelled, I landed, I battled jet lag, I was a bridesmaid for my sister, I scoured Falmouth for a place to teach and today we are off for a week in a holiday house with the family. I don’t feel settled yet. Although […]
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Motherhood and mortality
In my last agony aunt column I spoke about one of the Kleshas (the obstacles that prevent us from achieving union with the divine) and this particular klesha translates as fear of death or more accurately, clinging to bodily life. I’m on retreat this weekend and in my blissful spare time I am reading a […]
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Turning 40
Today I turned 40. This is crazy since I’m clearly only 32. However, as listed on my birth certificate, 1st October 1974 was the day when my then 16 year old super Mum and my 16 year old hippie Dad realised what happens when you don’t use contraception. To celebrate I decided to take myself […]
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