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Texture
Reflections on an ashtanga practice at nearly 58 …Ehlers-Danlos … and how it’s all getting better and better The texture has changed. This is what strikes me this morning about my ashtanga practice –...
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Owl
Last night, owls. Whooo—too-wit-to—whooo.Last night I fell asleep to the sound of owls,ruffled in tawny, soft and feathers,pierced by the hard little hook of beak.I fell into the just-is-now of animal...
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Ammonite
There are no mermaids in these sentences,But there are mernaids in … anemone … anthracite …...
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Reflections on Practice
Thursday 17 June 2021: second series Like a day in heather with a clear sky and tussocky grass. Like a clear run. You weren’t expecting this when you woke up muscle-sore from yesterday’s endeavours...
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Phoenix Rising Yoga Therapy: Bringing Complex Trauma to the Mat
This article is an introduction to Phoenix Rising yoga therapy (PRYT) for complex trauma. If you are experiencing complex trauma and considering booking a session with me, the article explains a...
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Look, we are here!
I just had to write another one of those comments on a well-intentioned but oh-so inappropriate social media post by a neurotypical yoga teacher about teaching autistic children: As an autistic...
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A bunch of wild flowers
Yoga is not the architecture of postures. It’s what happens in the encounter with them. This process of meeting is designed to bring to light our conditioned responses (known in Sanskrit as...
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25 December
Drenched world.Real Christmas is greyed out and damp,Not deep and crisp and even.It smells of oak leaf mulchAnd seeds pushing down and downInto pulverised clay.It sounds like the sparse scribbling of...
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Turning
September 1st Now it begins once more, the slow roll down the tussocky hill into darkness. I begin to steel myself. I begin to brace against the advancing cold. I don’t know how many more times I will...
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Making a universe
When I was four years old, I had a wonderful vision. I saw a city, a land, a universe – all complete – and I wanted to make that uni-scape. I set to work with four kitchen chairs arranged around the...
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