I’ve struggled with saying I practice ‘yoga’ for years now and yet, I still move in a way that could be called yoga almost every day! It’s been a huge journey – one of exploring the patriarchy, appropriation, throwing the baby out with the bath water and then learning to re-relate with it. More on that … More Body Listening
Here’s a wee poem I wrote a while ago… ‘We cannot reach for the sky in any meaningful way until we embrace the dark, moist mud of our Earthen selves.’… Strongly rooted, Our bellies breathe fully The air that fuels us. Our hands reach and Fingers spread like Branches stretching out. We touch the heavens. … More Embracing down
A movement offering and poem to a moment I shared with the incredible light that touched the daffodils and crocuses. The incredible light There was something about the Light this morning That so piercingly illuminated the Crocuses and daffodils as they Burst into colour through the soil. My heart couldn’t bear it. She burst too. … More The incredible light
Our next Nurturance group will be on exploring our cells: the communities that live within ourselves and how they connect us to our wider environment, and each other. Some thoughts and inspirations: ‘Cells don’t live in isolation. This simple fact offers a lesson about our lives: Living creatures are tender and vulnerable and only thrive … More The community within me
I wrote this poem to bring together some of the musings I have been having about motherhood and soul work. It saddens me to hear women say they lose their souls in mothering, although I understand it as a part of my truth too. My ongoing journey is in recognising my souls fulfilment in being … More The soul in my motherhood
Time is precious, especially since I became a mama. When I approach my embodiment practice I can have the urge to dive right in to ‘make the most’ of the time I have. And time and time again my body reminds me – slow down. Wait. Listen first. Movement can be evoke a timeless space … More The importance of arriving.
I recently received an email about Spring time and the theme of rebirth that feels so present at this time of year. It inspired me to be in touch and to share some of my news. Óran is 17 months now and I have been feeling my creative wings yearning to take flight once more … More Rebirthing into Spring
It has been so very long since I sat to write…. And my time is preciously limited! Our little one sleeps, Resting next door. His sweet breath rises And falls. His innocent face an ocean of potential. Did I mention I am in Love? I am. I’ve known him for 10 months wombside And 8 … More Hello mama
As I can feel the birthing of our baby draw closer, I have been contemplating how I can best serve myself, this little one and our family as I move through this transition and journey into mamahood. I have decided to deactivate my Facebook account for now. I have been feeling unsatisfied with the connections … More Leaving Facebook
Where does my body call to be moved? In all these places; Neck, shoulders, hips, spine. Wave like Undulations. Erratic stomps and swings. Moments of pause, Of fluctuation, Awareness inwards, Awareness outwards. Curiosity, Clumsiness, Grace. Jaw, neck, shoulders, Arms, hands, Fingers. Forward, Backward. Reaching up and Back to Ground. Slow me down! Speed me up! … More Where in my body?
