In the 90’s I attended a 9-month intuitive counseling training. I was in my late 20’s and very new to anything to do with therapy or self-reflection. I took to the whole thing like a duck to water utilizing my sensitive and intuitive nature to nurture and support others. These days everybody is some sort … More The value of what you offer
First impressions are everything when you’re just starting out as a yoga teacher. When I met my first teacher, Louisa Sear we were both at a creative dance class. I couldn’t help notice her back bending effortlessly to the pumping music. A few days later we met on the street. Her laugh was contagious. She … More It Happens at Hello
Yesterday we went for a drive to get some supplies in a nearby town. Not wanting to use google maps we decided to try and find our way via the scenic route. A series of turns brought us to a road which snaked along a wide river bank. This is great we thought, just us, … More When the heart is your compass
It happened to me too…. I told myself that either it never happened or that it was love. A stolen kiss, an accidental fondle, a flash in a stopped car, a connection that took me by surprise. Each time one of these events occurred I accepted it as normal. I never looked at it as … More It happened to me too…
Hey there…it’s been a while So far this year has been big, I moved into a new home, was offered a publishing deal for my book on Yoga for Diabetes, How to Manage your Health with Yoga and Ayurveda and officially entered menopause. Having a place to hang my hat has been monumental. I can’t … More The Yoga of Writing
Is it just me or has the world gone mad? Last I remembered summer was summer, the economy was reliable and we had a halfway decent guy in the Whitehouse. Sure the shit was always hitting the fan but no one was tweeting and FBooking expletives every single minute. Scrolling through the various social … More What the f…is going on?
If only I could forget the time my prepubescent friends and I decided to play strip “Go Fish”. But I can’t. There’s something about vulnerability and exposure that cuts to the core. It started innocently enough, we couldn’t have been more then 8. We were all dressed in our pyjamas. I was actually acing the … More Is it Safe to Bare All?