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May: the month of the cow, including an attempted cow charge atop Cley hill fort, much cow parsley and cows in Switzerland. Glastonbury thrown in, sadly with no cow action. Hopefully June will be equally cow-centric. Not pictured: when a whole friendly herd ran behind me across a field and stopped every time I turned round, like grandmother’s footsteps π€¦π»βοΈπ.
I’m back! Classes a go go again from Sunday in the am….this pose is not what we’re working towards, don’t worry π§π»βοΈ. This was me checking I could still do this pose π€£. See you on the mat !

I’ve always loved walking; I feel like it’s in my bones. I’d still call the last few days of hiking big walks, despite the fact I’ve climbed the equivalent of Ben Nevis each day (my Garmin remains unimpressed and just requests charging). It brings me so much peace to go out and feel a little bit lost and as if no-one knows where I am; a strange sense of pure existence in a busy world. I’ve taken trips on my own since I was eighteen and whilst I know it’s not for everyone, it’s a choice I continue to make even though I now have someone to miss and come home to. I feel like these trips have informed who I am over the years. Nothing like a few days of solitude in the Swiss Alps to recharge the batteries. Except yoga β¨. But that’s always with me and part of me and these trips anyway ♥οΈποΈ. Also….ibex!!!!
#swissalps #solotrip
April was amaze amaze amaze….even after being chased by a territorial goose (the sign was scarily accurate, despite giving it the suggested “wide berth”).
Not pictured: the amount of times I used the Merlin app ♥οΈππΌ♥οΈ

It’s just a shape. It’s just a body, moving. It’s what’s going on in the mind, and how the way the body moves affects the mind, and calms the mind, and brings peace to all the chatter that counts. It’s just a body, learning tricks and moving β¨. Yoga aint about the shapes, but they certainly feel good!
#yogapose #backbend #dropback #wheelpose #urdvadhanurasana

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Get into your hips, engage your glutes and take a twist for your spine! Repeat it all on the other side….
β¨try and get the ankle bone on the thigh, but don’t worry about how close you bring everything in…you can also just stay still with the ankle on the thigh and the knee bent out to the side
β¨if you do take the option to lift up, squeeze your glutes (your butt) at the top of the lift
β¨go slower than this…I sped up the video π
β¨when you twist, you can bring the foot inside the thigh to make it easier instead of outside the thigh
β¨keep the back nice and long, so lengthen before you twist
β¨decompress to the other side at the end
β¨repeat with the other leg
β¨enjoy!
Brand new flavours. Questionable consistency on the grid.
#yogasnack #yogastretch #yogaforeveryone #yogainspo #yogastretch
The days are slow but the weeks are quick.
Time bends and shapes itself, weaving in and out of consciousness as the years start to collect and merge. Another winter, another summer….when did we forget how to take it all in? Life is so unbelievably precious, made even more pertinent by what is happening in the world right now. If we have the chance to live a good life, it feels like we have a duty to at least try and honour that. Taking pleasure in the smallest of things brings a lot of joy to my days ♥οΈ. A good Feb βοΈ.
New year, same disposition. Six days late with this post, but I’m not subscribing to anyone else’s timeline these days. The days are long, but the weeks and months are short. The concept of time existing purely so we don’t experience everything all at once is a comforting one. There’s a plan, and we all have time (but, you know, let’s be intentional with that time and not waste it!). 2026: LFG!!! Yoga a go go. Watch this space for retreat info coming soon π
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A switch flicked in my head recently. A dramatic and necessary mindset switch which has manifested as a quiet and complete surrender. There comes a time when you realise that not only do your thoughts not define you, but that the thoughts themselves are simply habits we’ve formed and kept recreating day after day, year after year. It’s so hard, but this little thousand year old practice called yoga really helps mentally break through the noise to realise what’s really important to you and what matters, and what’s just fluff. The shackles seem to be well and truly off, and it’s feeling pretty good. I came to yoga because I was bendy and wanted to go further. I stayed for the peace. It will never cease to amaze me how it shows up in every facet of life. ♥οΈ. Also, soz for the lack of energy this week, norovirus had it’s wicked way with me so I was on the back foot. Now, back to those Christmas movies. π
Another year older, and maybe even a tiny bit wiser.
Birthdays feel more absurd with every year that passes. The age thing has never bothered me, but time passing has always bothered me. I remember being in floods of tears as I turned 10 and said goodbye to single digits (and vowed to make it to triple digits). Maybe it’s a fear of not having enough time to experience everything as life is so transient; maybe it’s unconsciously not being where I want to be, despite feeling content and happy in the moment. This year I’m leaning into softness, which is hard to do when you’re on your own, but the world is so terrifyingly hard and often so very fake (AI and aging backwards can do one for starters) that I feel like softness is something real and tangible. Thank you Cassis for a happy couple of days embedded in nature (not pictured but included: thunderstorms, bad airbnb, nearly being caught skinny dipping and some terrible food….just to keep it all real. ). See y’all at class tomorrow !♥οΈ