i don’t freelance for friendship
So, I’m going to ask a favour of you: Please don’t exploit our friendship.
Tag: writing
on bakasana and bruised egos
After tackling the pose this evening, I reminded myself that it’s not just OK to fall sometimes – it’s important, even when it hurts. Lying quietly on my mat in savasana, I felt my eyes snap open as I realized bakasana is more than a yoga pose: it’s a reflection of so many things in my life.
my quiet corner
Tucked neatly into the deepest corner of my home, next to a floor-to-ceiling window that overlooks the intersection below, there is a little brown desk that’s all mine. To you, perhaps it doesn’t look like much: an antique armchair, a floor lamp, a decorative box, photo frame and a cup full of pens and one… Continue reading my quiet corner
The Red-Headed Stepchild
What feels like 100 years ago, I wrote my very first blog post. It was so… liberating. Saying what I wanted to say, when I needed to say it – even when there was no one to listen. It was healing, therapeutic and it became one of the most important parts of my day. I didn’t… Continue reading The Red-Headed Stepchild
