The Marvellous Yogi

I sense a lot of people I meet at present are feeling rushed, stressed, hurried, agitated. I can sense it in their voice, in their manner, in their energy. I feel like I need to be particularly present and slow down to prevent myself from taking on their quickening nature. If this resonates with you, remember to take time to tune in. What is your body telling you? Our body is always talking to us. Sending us feedback. We just need to quiten down to hear it. Do you feel a nervous sensation around your solar plexus? Do the tops of your shoulders feel tight? Does your lower back ache? These are all signs. Go outside and let your skin feel the heat of the sun. Bring your hands to the sides of your ribcage and breathe deeply. Feel your ribcage expand as you breathe in and fall back towards your midline as you exhale. Pray. Sing. Smell spring. Drink a glass of warm water and just do that, nothing else. Carve out these breaks to give yourself an opportunity to switch on the parasympathetic nervous system. If we keep going on in this "electric state", our body eventually intervenes; a cold, a migraine, a heart attack. Listen to the more subtle signs.

Many blessings and peace.

The first bloom on the cherry tree! Oh how much l adore deciduous trees. How they remind me of the cyclical nature found in everything. How to savour the changes because nothing is permanent and that makes it special

How true is this? Yoga is the only way I can achieve this and admittedly it doesn't always happen. It's a process.

My home is normally filled with mess. Toys, dirty dishes...it's taken me a while to accept the mess as I like things to be in order. I still keep a few nice things within the chaotic mess that I love looking at, like this red rose coupled with some chalky blue candlesticks. I often find myself experiencing a by simply and quickly glancing at these beautiful objects. Simple thing. Simple act. It works for me in many ways.

Had a chance to dip in the ocean the other day and I had a wonderfully slow moment. Taste of salty water, hearing the waves lapping and feeling encased in beautiful healing water.

The creaking of the hills hoist, the warm morning breeze, the smell of laundry drying, the sun peering through the tops of the mango tree as I rest on the grass while baby sleeps.

Just walking. Feeling how my hips move from side to side. Feeling how my pelvis tilts. Feeling which muscles in my legs contract. Feeling the bottom of my feet as they touch the ground. Feeling my breath.

One advantage of not cutting the grass...watching and hearing the bees bouncing from one to the next. Can you spot the bee?

Very grateful we have a beautiful nature reserve walking distance from our home. Living in the inner west makes me long for . Feeling the breeze on my face, sun on my back, hearing the sound of a babbling brook.

I've developed a bad habit of looking at my phone or reading a book whilst eating. So I'm going to try my best to use my meals as times to find chewing, feeling textures in my mouth, tasting flavours...

Our next door neighbour's living fence has just bloomed. Smell of heaven. Not sure what these flowers are called?

Hand washing the slow cooker pot. Scent of lemon dish liquid and watching the pot foam up white. Yes, is not always magically glamorous . Tag in your instagram posts to share your pocket of slow with me