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Posted on Tuesday, May 15, 2012 6:17 PM
…not necessarily for
dancing in the street, but don’t hold yourselves back on my account. Just be
warned that you might want to get the thermals on because it’s frickin’
freezing out there. But, despite meteorological mutterings to the contrary,
summerisgoing to be here
soon…ish….perhaps….
There are plenty of
people out there whodobelieve that
the opportunity to bare our flesh will be here soon, however. For most of us,
we’ve got bits of us that have been put in ‘storage’ for so long that they may
well have matured or, shall we say, made provisions for any periods of
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Posted on Monday, December 19, 2011 4:59 PM
Whilst we’re soaking up the Caribbean sun here at The BodyHoliday, it’s kinda strange for this weathered Brit to get her head around
the fact that Christmas is coming….fast!
Even the fact that it’s actually almost
officially Winter is a strange one to come to terms with. Without the scarves,
gloves, thermal vests (never let it be said I’m not a stylish girl!) and the
associated layers of clothes, it’s really hard to remember that the year is
moving on.
But moving on it is, and on 22
December we’re going to celebrate the arrival of Winter in the traditional
yogic way; with 108 Sun Salutations at daybreak. |
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Posted on Tuesday, November 29, 2011 4:58 PM
When you think about it, life can be a scary experience. And I’m not
even talking about thereallyscary
events; like doing a parachute jump, or going pot-holing, or meeting ahugecrab half way up the steps to the
spa (in my defence it was very dark, the crab really was massive and no-one had
told me they don’t all live in the sea!).
But for some of us, we have to face something that pushes us out of our
comfort zone almost every single day. It might be having to make a presentation
to colleagues at work, or squashing ourselves onto packed public transport,
removing a new arachnid resident from under the sofa, or even stepping onto a
yoga mat. |
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Posted on Friday, October 22, 2010 8:50 PM
Beauty; it’s a funny
old thing. It’s ‘in the eye of the beholder’; a phrase I never quite
understood. For a while I thought the beholder was the one who ‘owned’ it,
which made it all more confusing. I’m easily confused at the best of times,
remember.
The train I’m on
right now is cutting through the countryside on a brutally cold October
morning. There’s a frost and as the sun is rising its coating everything with
an almost sepia tinge. All the colours have been asked to keep it down, and
keep quiet, because the rest of the world is hitting its ‘snooze’ button one
more time. |
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yogameg: Posted on Tuesday, October 19, 2010 3:00 PM
I am very aware that in many ways I am the exception to the rule. It is pointed out to me on a fairly regular basis, should I happen to forget that most people are quite happy not finding out whether or not they can get their chin all the way down their shin.
Take my ability to concentrate, for example. Actually, it often feels that someone has done exactly that and taken it far, far away. If I'm going to be able to really concentrate I love to be somewhere with as many distractions as possible. For example, right now I'm writing this whilst sitting in a coffee house. |
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