The more I do Yoga, the more I question what this yoga thing is about. When I learn and succeed at something I’ve learnt, I wonder who decided at what point that knowledge was ready to be applied and at what bar it is then deemed ‘a success’. Each time I’ve truly fallen in love,…
Someone just sent me a link about ‘yoga rooms’ in airports, a well intentioned share from an acquaintance who thought I’d be cheered by this. No. Am not. The proliferation of yoga, everywhere and in any form, are like clouds covering the sun. This isn’t a judgemental view based on keeping yoga…
Let’s peel away the filters and ask… what is really happening in the world of wellness? What is wellbeing today in the society I see, work and operate in? And what is really happening within me? I am at once both witnessing and participating in the outer and inner craziness that is the… self-improvement age we…
Mindfulness is no longer a state of being. It’s a commodity, a movement, a tribe with different hats (from Zen Buddhist monk to ethical entrepreneur), a place to meet ‘conscious’ people, a concept to engage in, a prefix (mindful gardening), an adverb (walk your dog mindfully), an attractive attribute (a good thing to say you…
It’s human behaviour, it seems, to hang on, to push through, to endure something that is not working for us – right up until something, or ourselves, fall apart. Much has been written and shared on how it takes things to fall apart for us to wake up and deal with what’s really there. But…
Distraction, distraction, everywhere, and not a drop to sink (in). No-one likes exams, at least I don’t think they do? And yet, I catch myself nowadays almost (almost) remembering with fondness the days of being holed up swotting for an exam, especially that night before when confronted with a lever arch file bursting with…
And so the Winter goes on, and on… for us in the northern hemisphere the gateway from January to February is a narrow, brow-furrowing, despondent-deepening crawl, with that light at the end of the tunnel yet to show itself. Not only are the mornings still dark, dank and shiver-full, but the light – when it…