Category Archives: yoga

My garden, my back and me

Glorious rain on Friday afternoon, 20mm to be exact, left the garden damp and easy to work yesterday.  It was rather hot in the latter part of the morning but I kept to the shady spots to plant plugs of … Continue reading

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Boys and yoga poses

Bradley and Connor have grown up with me practicing yoga.  It was no surprise, yesterday, when I spotted Connor seated on a log in the garden, in Sukhasana (easy pose) in the middle of a garden soccer game between the … Continue reading

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I cannot do sit-ups or roll-ups !

Well … I’ve learned something new today … all about L4’s, 5’s, S1’s and sit-ups !! I don’t usually write about me, except in those dark days in 2010 when I needed psychological help when my world turned upside down, and writing my problems … Continue reading

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I am an inspiration

That’s what I was told today by my yoga teacher!  It floored me!! I’ve been doing yoga for many years and love it.  I love the inner focus and peace it gives me .. I love the me-time .. I am … Continue reading

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Charity morning for Ikholwa Children’s Home

My yoga and nova instructor, Charlotte, supports a children’s home – Ikholwa – which is situated in our suburb.  She is holding a morning to raise funds for the home as they are in desperate need of non-perishable foodstuffs … Printing is not that clear … Continue reading

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Connecting mind and body

Last evening I attended a yoga class at the Virgin Active in Cresta held by my ‘old’ yoga teacher, Christene.   She was here for one class only while visiting family in Jo’burg. I’ve been to several teachers during the past … Continue reading

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Will my story become urban legend ?

I was in yoga class this morning and apart from the meditative music playing and the voice of our teacher directing us through the asanas, the roof started to creak.   I still don’t know all the sanskrit words after all the … Continue reading

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