SHENAYOGA

Last night I attended a women’s circle in Dunedin. We slow danced around candlelit rugs, held mugs of hot chai tea, savoured bliss balls and listened. As each sister spoke we listened in silence—no response, no words of comfort or advice. Too often when a friend confides in us, we’d start forming things in our…

A funny thing happened on Tuesday this week. It began not so funny, when dad called me over in the morning by the pond, pointing out the remains of our baby red lobster. The head was detached and flesh was gone. Dad said, “no wonder last night I could only spot three lobsters. One was…

At the beginning of 2016 I set a theme for the year. It took me two months of reflection and I chose PLAY. I did this because a friend taught me once to have a mantra-of-the-day so that at any point of ups and downs, we return to ourselves. I decided on PLAY so I…

I like an analogy a yoga teacher (Michael) spoke about at an event where we both taught yoga a month ago. After our sessions, he sat everyone down and talked. His wisdom is inspiring. Bliss, is like the sun. It’s there always. Just there. Now then, our thoughts are like the clouds. They are fleeting,…

Last night someone cried after my yin yoga class. I held her in my arms, her teardrops big and heavy falling on my shoulder. I hugged her closer in, her back shook heavily in my arms as she cried harder. She told me later, “I’ve restrained myself for too long. I needed this.” Never had…

“It’s not about you, it’s not about all your talents. ‘Cos all those things form this pseudo reality where you find all your validation in what you do. And if you surrender yourself to it, where these things don’t become as important—then you find your creativity again, you find out the reason why you create.…