Twenty-six. Twenty-six means I’m no longer in my early twenties. I’m no longer included in that age group of “don’t worry about it, no one’s got it figured out yet”. Instead, I’m entering the age group where most people actually do have it figured out, or seem to. Everyone around me is getting married, buying…… Continue reading just a little 12,000km detour…
Little known fact about me: when I graduated high school, I received an award for excellence in religious studies. Little known, and to anyone who knows me, probably little believed. Honestly, when they announced that I’d won it, I had to stifle a snort-laugh. I’d taken the “World Religions” elective as an easy class to…… Continue reading yoga, my religion (?)
It’s probably a good thing my high school didn’t have a debate club. Because as argumentative as I can be (ask my dad, he’d agree with me on that one!), I lack any and all verbal skills necessary for a good debate. Sure, on paper I can manage to arrange a few words and sound…… Continue reading but…why yoga?
“Be open to whatever the universe has in store for you.” I couldn’t tell you exactly which page, but I’m sure that’s written somewhere in The Good Yogi’s Bible. Sounds like one of those things, right? Once again, it’s a good thing I’ve already admitted and accepted the fact that I am and always will…… Continue reading it is what it is: surrendering to the universe, just a lil bit.
The more I teach, the more I wish I could quit my “real job” and be a full-time yogi. I read about girls like Rachel Brathen, who just started out teaching yoga to a few hippies on the beach and is now an internationally famous yogi. She had to start small, too – I’m sure…… Continue reading make it happen
Do you ever have one of those weeks that make you wonder what the hell you ever did to be on the receiving end of such bad karma? When the whole universe seems like it’s conspired against you? When so many things have gone wrong that you’re at the crazy-stressed “hahahahaha-at-least-things-can’t-get-any-worse” stage of despair? Yeah?…… Continue reading awful, shitty, really bad luck – and gratitude.
A two-pound wildcat that is surprised by her own tail is not exactly where I’d expected to find any profound wisdom. But, this lil kittacat is proving me wrong, and teaching me a thing or two. For those of you who don’t follow me on social media – I’ve recently fulfilled my lifelong desire to…… Continue reading kitty wisdom / being in the meow