Tagged: love for yoga


the uniqueness of us all

As spring lights up every corner with its kaleidoscope of blooms, its prancing lambs and the first hint of warmth from the sun, I am reminded that every spring is unique, every flower intricately...


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...


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...