28/02/2026
Feeling washed and scrubbed after a week with five deep, beautiful yoga classes.
It doesn't happen often. I very rarely manage to shape the time or space for this. But I feel the value!
So, am endlessly grateful for the boost on Sunday at my annual highlight, the amazing Retreat Yourself Festival. A whirlwind of dance, yoga, comedy, soulful talks and connections in the African sunlight. I did two classes in a row on the last day, the first a magnificent Canadian woman who writes and weaves her own poetry into yoga, the second a powerful South African female teacher who works with a magical musician, weaving live music into the class. What a dream combination, I was knackered and so moved! Pic 2 is my view from the yoga tent of the magical mountains in the distance.
Festivals or gatherings are not easy things. Camping. Heat. Mud. People. Lots of them., not all sober or fully conscious. Theres an edge and inevitable comfort zone stretch. I make it a habit despite this, to get over my beliefs that they are too much for me and go anyway a few times a year. I never egret this. Because being together with others is medicine. Community is medicine. I see far too many friends and loved ones isolating in this complex time. I get it. It's a lot easier and the world is a scary place. But, people are mostly good and we see this when we come together and share life, music, dance, connection.
Please my friends, don't feel like isolation is the cure to your anxiety, grief, anger or sadness in these times. We need each other now more than ever.
Now back to yoga and its amazing ability to work the body from the inside, activate the vagus nerve and mobilise the spine. It's always been yoga that I have come back to again and again in my life. Back to the mat and back into myself.
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