It seems a little ironic for me to be writing this blog post, as over the last few weeks I haven’t taken much time to myself at all. Like most people I guess, when I am busy, the ‘me time’ is the first thing to go.
With the Easter school holidays, and our kitchen renovation (more coming on that soon), resting has been pretty sparse too.
Rest is of course, fundamental to our well-being, and everyone has their own way of unwinding and relaxing. Perhaps the idea of ‘me time’ for some folk sounds awful. The concept that we all need some time to ourselves to slow down and reconnect makes sense though, doesn’t it?
When I make it onto my yoga mat, it’s an opportunity for me to connect to myself. Firstly through, my breath… with every inhale, and exhale I feel myself arrive… my body, mind and spirit join together. Sometimes it can be the first time that day, that I am truly present in the moment.
Recently my body has been feeling pretty tired, so naturally I have wanted to do a gentle practice; a few postures, and a bit of stretching to get my body moving and work out any creases. A lot of pranayama (breath work) and always a little mediation and relaxation at the end.
The deeper I find myself in this weird and wonderful creative online world the more it seems clear that we are all striving for the same things. Even if the core of what we do is different, we all hope to be successful and happy – seems pretty simple right?
To me, and I’m sure I’m not alone, happiness and success have always felt inextricably linked.
The tricky thing about success is that it can be a little elusive and can always feel just out of reach. How do we make sure we find some contentment along the way and enjoy each little part of the process? When do we let ourselves have a ‘top of the mountain’ moment? When do we ever really feel like we’ve ‘made it’?
Happy New Year to you all. I feel like I could hibernate for another month, but life and reality have been calling to me this last week, and I am gradually easing myself back into things.
After a blogging and Instagram break, I feel like I have lost my voice a little, and ironically I actually did lose my voice, and have been croaking my way through this week.
I like to start the year by reflecting back at the previous year, I have also been thinking about what is coming up in 2017, what I am hoping to fill my year with, and what dreams I would like to nurture.
Last May, for the second year running I attended Sisterhood Camp. A creative retreat for women, a chance to gather, to feast, to laugh, to create, to find community. A chance to escape from it all for a whole weekend and dedicate time just to you and your well being.