One of my teachers once said “Those who fall over a million times are those who will end up with the most beautiful headstands.” Struggle (and to an extent failure) is part of the journey – in life as well as in practicing yoga.
So, it’s official now. After pretty much exactly four years in Sweden, we will be leaving this summer. It’s not a secret that I have been struggling massively with the Swedish winters. Five to six months of ice and snow, the blackest, treacle-like darkness from 3pm to 9am during two months of that and a blanket […]
When I started teaching yoga, I said yes to any gig that would have me. Thus I ended up with a weekly trip to teach classes on the beautiful but somewhat remote Swedish island Ekerö, which meant that I was stuck in my car for about two and a half hours every Wednesday. Time that […]
You can’t enter a newsagent these days without coming across magazine titles that demand you to ‘loose those last five pounds’ or ‘become ab fab in three weeks’, all ‘just in time for summer 2018.’ The way to the perfect beach body is often portrayed as a complicated one, littered with sacrifices, requiring a huge […]
I love a little bit of chocolate just as much as every other yogi. However, I am trying to keep my refined sugar intake as low as I can. Also, I often find that the regular corner shop chocolate bar sends me on a rollercoaster of sugar highs and lows – not a pleasant ride. The beauty of these chocolate […]
I have searched and experimented for a long time to get to the perfect red lentil curry. And finally, the journey has come to an end, with this ever so slightly spicy, zingy yet creamy-smooth, gorgeously textured version of orange goodness in a bowl. I am a fan of spices – but I don’t like spicy food. […]
About a year ago, when I was waiting for the landlords’ decision about renting out the space that would become my yoga studio a couple of months later, I found myself googling “what’s it like to own a yoga studio?” There was little on the web about the matter back then. Now, nine months into […]
Someone asked me the other day how living in Sweden compared to living in London. Well, it doesn’t. Hence the title. I guess my life here brought out a part of my personality that I thought might exist, but wasn’t entirely sure about. Tending to fruit trees and preserving pears has not really been on […]
When nocturnal temperatures drop into single digits before the middle of September, you might be understood to ask yourself ‘What the hell am I doing here?!’ London weather is by no means comparable to the Caribbean, but compared to what we get up here, it looks pretty balmy.
‘I’m back!’ she said. Only to revert to radio silence.