Have you ever made the connection between your routines and how it might shift with the changing of the seasons? Heightened awareness and change can be such a blessing.....
The perfect sit spot on the Matanuska Glacier in Alaska. This picture, taken many moons ago, long before social media and the ability to instantly share your every move. The physical landscapes remain unchanged but how we share those landscapes is oh so different...
What holds us back? The very word change or thought of change conjures up a lot of emotion. What emotions come to mind for you when you think of change? Can we simply get out of our own way?
There is a victim that used to live inside of me. I hosted that parasite for far too long but the time came where I absolutely knew that I had to evict the unwelcome beast. I thought long and hard about how the break up would go down...
In Robert Service's The Spell of the Yukon he pens a line "The summer - no sweeter was ever" to reference the very short but incredible northern summer. He goes on to say "The freshness, the freedom, the farness - O God! How I'm stuck on it all". A Yukon summer is alive, vibrant, bright, magical, productive and stunningly beautiful. When you live through northern winters you have far more contrast by which to view summer and it is easy to get attached to all there is to savour in the sweet season. As we know all things come to pass and seasons change....
While every Restorative Yoga practice is unique, I sometimes think I could categorize them into heads or tails, like two sides of a coin. Heads and I am restless and have to work very hard to let go and allow myself to experience the joys and benefits of the practice. Tails and I drop in like a relaxed puppy. Facing my truths in Restorative Yoga, one pose at a time...
I am kind of obsessed with frogs, have been my entire life. You might think this blog is about having to kiss a bunch of unsuitable suitors to find your prince. While that is always a nice story line this piece is about what we can learn from frogs and from the Restorative Yoga pose called Frog.
That day when your mind cannot settle and your brain seems to come up with more questions than answers. Focusing on breath and each step and still more questions...
I belong, even when I don't feel like I belong. We all belong. We are all part of something greater. This poem by David Whyte reaffirms this in a beautiful way.
