Well this little collage of the ‘top nine’ of 2019 hardly reflects the year gone by. Perhaps that’s because I posted on Stories more or perhaps it’s because a year can’t really be summarised in 9 images...but yes, 2019 was my first trip to India and an advanced teacher training that I am still assimilating and celebrating (not to mention getting really ill while there), it was my first march in London, it was trips to my favourite parts of London with cherished old friends, it was quitting my job of the past decade, turning 39 (and deciding that I wanted to start year 40 on a different path) in the Spring , it was teaching yoga to amazing people and loving every moment of it. It was revisiting my favourite cities of Rome and Paris and new areas of the UK in Cornwall, Rye, Whitstable and Yorkshire, it was my last business trip to Cannes and moving my parents out of their home of 20 years in the States. It was much more than all of this. A lot has happened. It’s been full of joy and full of anxiety. But it’s been full. Thank you 2019 for all the lessons and reminders and blessings in disguise. Happy New Year to all ❤️
Wishing everyone at least a few moments of peace over the holidays. I completely took living near the beach for granted when I was growing up but certainly not now on these busy visits home. Happy holidays ❤️
What a beautiful experience today to lead a nurturing yoga practice for a gorgeous group of women at such a busy time of year. Thank you to all those who carved out time to care for themselves, slow down, savour each breath and invite in the vital energy we need to care for our bodies through times of transition and change. Hopefully more of these women’s circles in the future.
Good to be back in my home away from home for a couple nights. Paris has held a piece of my heart since I lived here nearly 20 (?!) years ago as a student studying abroad (I majored in French and Italian at Uni). I’ve revisited so many times mostly for business and a few times for pleasure but still not nearly enough considering its wealth of offerings. Paris is mesmerising and challenging, pristine and gritty, full of light and often gray. Living here shaped me in so many ways: my interests, my love for exploring, my appreciation for reading and good conversation, my comfort in spending time alone, my eating habits and love for food. As we approach Thanksgiving, I give thanks to this special city for continuing to hold a piece of me. Hoping to get a blog up soon of my favourite itineraries.