I haven’t practiced yoga and meditation for very long in the grand scheme of things; both in the scheme of my years on the planet to-date and the scheme of comparative experience to others on the path, many of whom have been at it from a very young age. However, I count my blessings daily that not only have I been fortunate enough to encounter these teachings at all in this life, but that the opportunities to study with some incredible teachers have come my way, ensuring that I don’t spend years or even decades, digging down a blind alley in the misguided hope that it will bring me the ultimate cookies – deep inner peace.
On the rare occasion that I watch the War & Money Channel (AKA The News – thanks Matt Haig for that concept!) it seems like there is so much fear and greed that it’s becoming insurmountable, that it’s going to be too hard to overcome, so we might as well just join in the consumption and let nature take it’s course when a massive apocalypse wipes out the human race and the animals can all go back to enjoying their beautiful planet.
Since I accelerated my Ashtanga yoga practice from two or three led classes a week to a daily self-practice, often in Mysore style settings with teachers adjusting me, I have suffered almost constant pain around my sit bones, regular shoulder pain and occasional lower back pain after particularly intense periods of practice (teacher trainings for example). Continue reading “Expanding my comfort zone”
Most health-conscious individuals will have at some point been asked, about one aspect of their lifestyle choices, “Why bother?” usually followed by “We’re all going to die anyway, might as well enjoy ourselves while we’re here. The more I question myself about why I bother, the more it comes down to one basic premise… that surely prevention is better than cure.
The potential negative consequences of ‘enjoying’ oneself in the context of excessive drinking, smoking, eating processed food etc are too concerning for me to ignore. Although I do agree in principle that life’s too short for regrets, I’m pretty sure that if I were diagnosed with lung cancer I would suddenly regret every cigarette I’ve ever smoked (actually I already do regret that). Continue reading “Am I Bothered?”
Sometimes I count my blessings and make mental lists of my favourite things. It’s also nice to share good news, to try and counteract all the bad news that I don’t watch/read/listen to anymore. I really don’t want to brag, I just want to diarise how lucky I feel to be living this life, if only temporarily. Anyone who knows my story and follows this blog, knows that I just jumped shAnyone fancy a dip?ip from a fortunate, but somewhat average and unfulfilling existence. It won’t and can’t last, but today was a good day and I wanted to record it here for posterity. Continue reading “Blessings: Happiness is a French alpine town”
Politicians, philosophers, advertisers, market traders: all understand the power that a few choice words can have to sum up their message and repeat ad infinitum in your brain.
And once they’re in I personally find inspiring quotations impossible to shake out. They have a habit of burrowing into my subconscious, nagging at me to change something. Whether they’re the widely repeated musings of the wise and famous, or just something a mate said once in conversation, sometimes a little snippet of text can change your whole life.
How fitting that I find this video on the morning of my last day at work in the office.
When I made my decision to change everything I asked myself two questions, ‘What would I do with my time if I won the lottery?’ and ‘What would I do if I knew I only had two years to live?’ Continue reading “What if money didn’t matter?”
Much like the Romans, Yoga has done quite a lot for me.
This quote at my Yoga Shala (Yoga Kula Leeds) pretty much sums up how I feel about Yoga.
The more Ashtanga I do, the more I want to do. But it wasn’t always like this. I’ve been practicing for about two years and the shift in attitude from just exercise to way of life has a huge amount to do with the Yoga studio and the teachers. Until I found the right people in the right place, I liked the physical practice of yoga, but I didn’t go around giving it ‘last night a yogi changed my life’. Continue reading “What has Yoga ever done for me?”
I’m in my mid-thirties and I’ve worked in ‘media’ for about 15 years.
I have a well-paid and challenging job, some savings, my health, great family and lots of friends, most of whom have a partner, kids, a mortgage. I don’t have a partner, kids or a mortgage.
And now I’ve realised that instead of treading water and waiting for the expected pattern of life to happen to me, I should probably take advantage of my freedom and lack of responsibility and ties and do something different. Continue reading “In search of happiness: the diary of a life-makeover”