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mountain yoga
Doing yoga every day, twice a day, and having all your meals made for you is a dream. Doing yoga every day, twice a day in the...
Jun 3, 20242 min read


breezy yoga
before I could name feelings of threat or peace, I would steal something special at the beach.
Mar 31, 20242 min read


pals and friends
She had flashbacks - I feel that I am in Miss Selfridge's on Oxford Street drinking Rombout's coffee
Mar 6, 20242 min read


breathing and wheezing
Today I started a yoga teacher training course. Ten or so years ago, I finished a yoga teacher training course. A decade of faltering...
Mar 4, 20242 min read


green
light shining through green tree leaves
Jul 3, 20221 min read


red
Lipstick is fine, but red lipstick is finer.
Lockdown means there are few places to go that need make up.
Face masks are essential, but d
Dec 3, 20202 min read


seeds
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.
― Iris Murdoch
Sep 15, 20202 min read


dive
For all those years and despite all those pages, I have always swum indoors.
Jul 26, 20202 min read


waves
We share the same sea. Breathe.
Apr 28, 20201 min read


home
Gifts on doorsteps. Clapping together. Sharing bounty and burdens.
Apr 2, 20201 min read


support
We might need to lean and rest and we might need to fall. But we become more beautiful as we let go, as we bend and borrow from all around.
Feb 27, 20202 min read


peace
Samye Ling revealed itself slowly. I arrived in darkness. The next day of endless rain made reflecting pools of the paths, but I couldn't
Jan 13, 20202 min read


water
Although I have swum outside, I am not yet brave enough to swim outside at home.
Jan 6, 20202 min read


eves
Eves are filled with anticipation and promise.
Dec 30, 20192 min read


baubles
a Christmas tree should be chaotic. A riot of guady baubles, loved and treasured.
Dec 25, 20192 min read


feet
Socks are flying off my pins. I am on my fourth pair already.
Nov 25, 20192 min read


hands
My dad died on this day and I held his hand more in hospital than I had since we toddled across roads together. His hands were cold and...
Nov 12, 20192 min read


gong
last night I was immersed in a gong bath
Oct 27, 20192 min read


buttons
Button tins, in their messy jumble and rattle, stored hopes and histories.
Oct 20, 20192 min read


reading rooms
I'm very taken with the idea of reading rooms.
Oct 14, 20192 min read
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