When I met yoga
It all started for me when I was at the Capio Nightingale Hospital, Marylebone, many years ago now. I was there because of depression. The Black Dog. I’d lost all of me. Empty, fragile...
Tagged: anxiety
Somewhere over the rainbow
Everyday I wonder what lies ahead of me and I worry that I will fail. Trying to stay in the present is like trying to ‘think of nothing’. But through breath, movement and kindness...
yoga – a brainstorm
In preparation for teaching pregnancy yoga classes in my village, my yoga teacher, Marie Groucott, asked me some questions and these are my thoughts… What do you want for the women you work with?...
