Poetry

The journey 

​I walk miles upon miles.

Till my feet are blistered, my lungs burning, my spirit raw.

I travel in all manners of transport. By air and land and sea. For hours, days and weeks.

I travel this vast, wild world.
All the while,
failing to see
that the place I so desperately long to go,
has been inside me
every step of the way

– LFM

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Female Empowerment, self-care, Uncategorized

Yoga

“Allow that personal time to connect with yourself, to give some love to yourself, to apprectiate yourself, to give some space, time and energy to yourself. So that once you’ve given to yourself and you know what gentle loving care feels like, then you can share it with the others.” – Simon Borg-Oliver

Yoga and meditation are practices which have been interwoven with the threads of my life since I was a teenager. I would in no way describe myself as an advanced practicioner of either of the two, despite the many years they have been with me. For most of my adult life, I considered myself too busy to truly pay attention to a regular yoga & meditation practice. Despite this, the (yoga) mat and (mediation) cushion have been my reminders to come back to myself and take care of my mind and body in those moments, when I was ready to listen.

Twice in my life thus far I have come very close to what is these days known as a “burn-out”. Both times, it was through my old friends of yoga and meditation that I slowly began to heal the wounds that stress and anxiety had left in my body and mind. To this day, I still struggle with establishing a regular practice, often opting to skip my date with the mat in favor of staying an hour longer at work or lounging on the couch at home.

Especially since yoga has become this global trend which is increasingly shaped by notions of competitiveness (The world record for holding a plank pose was just set! Can you believe it?) and normative beauty standards (having the newest, “sexy” yoga bra… and goodness forbid you show up at a class with unshaven legs!), I’m struggling to stay on this path of mindful movement.

In those moments, however, when I am sitting on my mat, concentrated on nothing but my breath and the sensation of my breath in my body, I am happy to know such a tool for mindful body work. When my uterus is cramping the days before I bleed, I am grateful for the muscle memory in the interstitial muscles of my ribcage and lower abdomen, expanding as I inhale and taking some of the pain away as I exhale.

Yes, there are those who are choosing yoga as a tool for self-optimization and competition and even body shaming. But ultimately, that remains a choice. You can also choose, to look more deeply at all of the eight limbs of yoga – only one of which is asana (postures), and perhaps through this perspective find a connection to yourself. In this regard, I am thankful to the amazing Simon Borg Oliver, for his beautiful words on the yamas and niyamas.

 

If you’d like more information on yoga for self-empowerment, I recommend this article.

Female Empowerment, self-care

I accept

I have been struggling recently with … well, seemlingly with everything.

But mostly, I have been struggling with and against myself.

So today, in lieu of writing the article on self-care I feel compelled to right but don’t have the energy for, I want to share with you a gift I received:

The student asks the teacher: “Why am I so rarely the person I long to be?”. The teacher responds: “Why do you so rarely want to be the person you are?”

~ Buddhist Teaching

In the spirit of this teaching, I invite you to join me on a journey of acceptance.

Because ultimately, self-love is the highest form of love we can experience.

(Even on Valentines Day!)

Female Empowerment

WE starts with ME

This is my mantra for the new year!

I invite you to join me in thinking about the following sentence for a minute. To let it sink into the depth of your consciousness:

**I have permanent permission to stop and determine how I feel about what I am doing at any given moment**

It is terribly easy — too easy — to drain oneself of all energy by pouring it freely into other people or tasks or objects. Especially in times like these, when constant availability has become a necessity not only in the workplace (bad enough!) but also in our social lives.

We deserve rest. We deserve to create nurturing and loving environments for ourselves. We deserve to be compassionate with ourselves and our limits.

I wish you a beautiful new year filled with compassion and kindness, firstly towards YOU. Then everyone else.

We deserve it.