Every day is to be celebrated
My teacher, my yoga teacher that is, celebrated his 30th birthday yesterday. This morning I arrived for my weekly hour-long …
My teacher, my yoga teacher that is, celebrated his 30th birthday yesterday. This morning I arrived for my weekly hour-long …
The smell of sweet peas, campfire, lavender fields, the forest. I could sense it building towards the last week of …
Arriving at yoga practise today it was only me and XX, a fellow yoga teacher trainee, for the few minutes …