Seven Mile Studio

The last day of August and the last day of 9 weeks long summer holidays for us! Back to school tomorrow 🎉
I wrote this poem in reflection this morning.
I hope you enjoy
Shal x

The sun hangs low in purple skies,
As August breathes its last surprise.
A lingering heat, a sudden chill,
A moment to stop; breathe and be still.

As I count those days of sun and gold,
And my stories that this season told
The beautiful moon, sunsets and sunrise
Brought colours of joy before my eyes.

Yet summer wasn't joy alone;
It tested me - blood and bone.
There were difficult, hard and breathless days,
When I felt lost within the haze.

When grief and grit weighed down my mind,
And peace was so hard to find.
But now the shadows start to lean,
As the brown appears on the leaves of green.

The calendar turns another page,
To quiet wisdom, earned and sage.
I blow out the candle, let the summer depart,
With scars on my spirit but hope in my heart.

I welcome you in dear September.
Please be kind to me.

What a way to end the summer classes & our Rest and Restore workshop tonight ✨!
The most beautiful Full moon in Pisces over the studio this evening, plus the lunar eclipse all marking the end of one chapter and the beginning of another 🙏.

These are the last remaining spaces across all classes starting September (next week!)
PLUS Rest & Restore this Friday evening 😴 and Self Defence for Women workshop in September 💪
Thank you to everyone who has booked, rebooked and keeping this wee studio ticking over.
See you on the mat!

Info & booking www.sevenmilestudio.co.uk

This poem really hit home this evening so if you are exhausted, weary or having a hard time, I hope these words find you 🙏
Love Shal xo



The Endless Day
By Maya Anthony

Long are the days, with tasks unending,
In their hours, my strength bending.
From dawn to dusk, a constant toll,
In this marathon, I roll….
Into an endless day,
no respite found,
In its cycle, I am bound.
Chores and duties, a relentless sway,
In their grip, my energy fray.
The endless day, a weary plight,
In its length, I fight…
Seeking night's sweet, elusive balm,
My bones fatigued; I disarm.

(I hope sleep brings you calm ❤️)

A BEAUTIFUL Shakti yoga practice this morning ✨ to awaken the power within the body through awareness, movement, breath and positivity.
So thankful to everyone who attends my classes and inspires me to teach.
Shal xo

Image:: doodleyouremotions

🚨 SEPTEMBER / OCTOBER CLASSES & EVENTS - NOW OPEN FOR BOOKING 🚨

www.sevenmilestudio.co.uk