One of the most common causes of bloating (and what to do about it)
This is what Self-Care Really is.
Stop what you Think you Should be Doing (& Do what actually works)
I say breakfast because pregnancy cravings are oh so real and I wanted to find a simple, quick and healthy way to have cookies in the morning that wouldn’t give me a sugar crash later.
For the last 6 years I felt like there was something missing in my life. And I don’t mean more self-compassion or self-love or self-worth (those things are important to have, but that isn’t what this post is about). I knew it was something in my external world that I was meant to do and move towards.
You don’t have to wake up at 6:00 a.m. You don’t have to meditate, or do yoga, or write down five things you’re grateful for. You don’t have to do high-intensity interval training or avoid sugar, gluten, and dairy like the plague. You don’t have to do any of these things to live a well-rounded, joyful, and soul-satisfied life.
Yes, take care of your sweet self—but don’t do what doesn’t fit or isn’t working.
The most wonderful and unexpected thing has happened within the last 4 months. After selling my business, moving countries and taking a break from teaching yoga I decided to take some space. Easing off has allowed a buffer zone of sorts. A space to steep, digest and reflect. And then to return with new eyes, a more nourishing perspective and a softer heart.
Joy doesn’t only exist outside the 9-5. Or on a beach. Or within being your own boss. I think sometimes we just forget how happiness is found in the most utterly ordinary of things.
Remember that you are not always supposed to know.
Remember that you are not always supposed to have it all figured out.
Remember that there is not one way, one truth or one ultimate meaning for being here.
Lately it’s been less about letting go, and more about learning and integration.
And by it I mean life, yoga and the self. It’s really all the same.
When people hear I teach yoga I often get responses such as:
“I’m so bad at yoga.”
“I’m not flexible enough to do yoga.”
“I would love to come to class, but I can’t touch my toes.” After getting these types of responses, more than usual lately, there is something I would really like to share.
From the job that we have and the lifestyle we live, to the people we hang out with, why are we doing it? Is it what we actually want to be doing? Or is it what we think we should be doing?
We have to be willing to give it all up.
How we think it’s supposed to look. How we think it’s supposed be.
And instead, continuously come back to how it feels.