Cocoa and our bad habits
A few years ago I was asked to do some research about child’s slavery in cocoa farms. I was overwhelmed by what I found. Things have changed a little bit since then. For worse.
My mom
I would like to tell you about my mom. Our relationship is a difficult one, so all that “mother wound” Internet hype did strike a nerve at some point of my life. It was challenging to grow up with her as my mom. It was in my thirties when I grew into an independent woman, when I managed to find her reflection in me.
The change you want to see in others
A bit about excuses, motivation and, of course, body hacks. Especially the body hacks :)
The right thing and the right reasons
This entry is about self respect. Also, me explaining how when I have self-respect, I make jokes.
What do you need?
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!” - Hunter S. Thompson
Ready to go
When we look for a mate, what are we looking for? I did my homework, might as well share the notes :)
Akshaya Tritiya and the big blaaah
Day of the new undertakings, prosperity and general bliss. And a very special day of me appreciating all the post-YTT karma purging, that I can't wait to release :)
We need other people
About how we all need to be held to let go, open up and process. How we need other people and how important this is to me.
Welcome to 2023
Two weeks in and it feels as if it was at least four months! Honestly, I think 2022 was exhausting and I have the impression that many people feel that way. Do you have any resolutions?
Awakening of Shakti
I have a Goddess inside my heart I have a Goddess inside of my soul I have a Goddess inside of me And she has been waiting.
Insights
This is definitely a more descriptive set of entries than I would normally have. Travelling has always been a time for my introspection, I even brought a notebook that was supposed to be my diary. I had no time or mental capacity for it though, 13 hours of classes per day are not nothing. It is a different way for me to experience changes, evaluate my life and only feel, without judgement or modifying the intensity with journalling.
300 hours training – week one
It is beautiful. We are waking up early, doing our jala netis, practising asanas, learning some about adjustments, alignment, anatomy, philosophy, mantras. Then we do ashtanga and finish the day with meditation.
Graduation
So I have finished the first training. Just this week I received my 200 hours teacher training diploma. All that I need to do is register with Yoga Alliance and start teaching. Or, alternatively, I can put on my humility hat, recognise that the learning has only just began and continue with 300 hours teacher training.
fot. by Candice Dodge
Indian charm – it is like that
India is charming. Not by standards of instagrammable reality. That could be found here too, without a doubt. It is more the simplicity of life, the disillusionment with things that made us wrong before. The reconnecting with where we came from. fot. by Candice Dodge
Deepening my practice
People come to Rishikesh to find peace and joy. I came to find my own practice, move away from always needing a teacher. To find the discipline within, and knowledge how to do things right.
Adventure awaits
In just a few days I will be in Rishikesh, India, starting a Yoga Teacher Training in a school registered with Yoga Alliance, therefore elligible to grant a certificate upon completion of a study. I am about to embark on a journey towards self-discovery, unification and healing. And I want to let you all know how it goes.
For hope is a false god and gets us lost
When Pandora opened the container left in care of her husband, she unleashed all sorts of curses upon mankind. When the lid cracked open, all evil escaped into the wilderness, leaving one thing at the bottom. It was hope. But the hope is the worst of them all. By hoping for or expecting a good life that we can never have, we prolong our torment. It had me stuck, lying to myself, hoping that things will get better on their own. It was despair that had set me free.