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Morning Poem

18 Jun

Zambo Sunrise 3

Every morning the world
is created.

Under the orange
sticks of the sun
the heaped
ashes of the night turn into leaves again

and fasten themselves to the high branches— and the ponds appear
like black cloth
on which are painted islands

of summer lilies.
If it is your nature
to be happy
you will swim away along the soft trails

for hours, your imagination alighting everywhere.
And if your spirit
carries within it
the thorn
that is heavier than lead— if it’s all you can do
to keep on trudging—

there is still
somewhere deep within you a beast shouting that the earth is exactly what it wanted—

each pond with its blazing lilies is a prayer heard and answered lavishly,
every morning,

whether or not
you have ever dared to be happy, whether or not
you have ever dared to pray.

– Mary Oliver

Welcome to Paradise…

18 Mar

After a whirlwind of flying and movement and running around Bangkok, I’ve arrived on the Bay of Love ahead of the next
Shiny Happy Healthy retreat.


It’s been a year since I was last here at the Sanctuary and it feels oh, so good to be back.


The water is crystal clear and I’m stuffing myself full of delicious salads and drinking loads of yummy, healthy smoothies. All in the name of research for our retreat menu, of course!

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We still have a couple of spaces left on the retreat, so if you’re interested in coming along on March 30th, get in touch!


It’s paradise here…We’d love you to join us!

Inspiration + Purpose = ∞

11 Feb

Granada Sunset

When you are inspired by some great purpose, some extraordinary project, all your thoughts break their bonds:

Your mind transcends limitations, your consciousness expands in every direction, and you find yourself in a new, great, and wonderful world. 

Dormant forces, faculties and talents become alive, and you discover yourself to be a greater person by far than you ever dreamed yourself to be.


Change & Judgement

10 Feb

How do you reconcile terrible happenings?


One of my very first yoga teachers, Yong Kooi, used to tell this story after our meditation practice:

In ancient China, there was once a farmer. He was poor and had only an old horse to plough his fields. 

One day, when he was working the field, the horse dropped dead.

All the farmer’s neighbours said, “What a terrible thing to happen!”

The farmer simply said, “We’ll see.”

The neighbours admired his attitude and felt sorry for him, so they banded together and gave him a new horse. 
Everyone’s reaction now was, “What a lucky man.” And the farmer said, “We’ll see.” 

A couple days later, the new horse jumped a fence and ran away. Everyone in the village shook their heads and said, “How terrible! You poor man…” 
The farmer smiled and said, “We’ll see.”

China Horse

The horse came back some days later, followed by another horse. Now all the neighbours said “Look how lucky you are! TWO horses!”
The farmer said, “We’ll see.”

Later that year, the farmer’s son was thrown from one of the horses and broke his leg. Everyone in the village said, “What a terrible thing for a young man.” 
The farmer said, “We’ll see.”

Two days later, the army came into the village to draft new recruits. When they saw the farmer’s son had a broken leg, they decided not to recruit him.
All the neighbours were jealous and said “What fortune that he was thrown from the horse!” 
Once again, the farmer smiled  – and said “We’ll see.”

Moral of the story: Your reactions to events and circumstances may seem valid at that moment, but what looks like a setback could actually be a gift in disguise, or vice versa. And you won’t know which.
So spare your  judgements. Notice how quickly you apply them. Notice how much energy they take: the drama that comes with them, the tears, the ecstasy.
See if you can sit back, take a breath and say…”We’ll see.”

Don Draper

Reflections on a Mote of Dust

27 Jan

Pale Blue

We succeeded in taking that picture [from deep space], and, if you look at it, you see a dot.
That’s here.
That’s home.
That’s us.
On it, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever lived, lived out their lives. The aggregate of all our joys and sufferings, thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilizations, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every hopeful child, every mother and father, every inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every superstar, every supreme leader, every saint and sinner in the history of our species, lived there on a mote of dust, suspended in a sunbeam.

The earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and in triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of the dot on scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner of the dot. How frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity — in all this vastness — there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. It is up to us. It’s been said that astronomy is a humbling, and I might add, a character-building experience. To my mind, there is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly and compassionately with one another and to preserve and cherish that pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.

– Carl Sagan

Shiny Song #17

18 Jan

My yoga practice this morning consisted of sun salutes…

…and about an hour of dancing around to this song on repeat.

Because, let’s be honest, when was the last time you you felt like a room without a roof?

Pharrell Happy

By the way, if you fancy an extended happy dance session yourself*, check out 24hoursofhappy.com

*Dancing in the street optional

Give Yourself Space To Create

27 Nov

Sometimes all you need is a blank canvas…

I love this video!

“This is what happens when you give graffiti artists an abandoned warehouse and an unlimited amount of paint…”

Shiny Song #11

12 Jun

We Have Come To Be Danced

by Jewel Mathieson

We have come to be danced
not the pretty dance
not the pretty pretty, pick me, pick me dance
but the claw our way back into the belly
of the sacred, sensual animal dance
the unhinged, unplugged, cat is out of its box dance
the holding the precious moment in the palms
of our hands and feet dance

We have come to be danced
not the jiffy booby, shake your booty for him dance
but the wring the sadness from our skin dance
the blow the chip off our shoulder dance
the slap the apology from our posture dance

We have come to be danced
not the monkey see, monkey do dance
one, two dance like you
one two three, dance like me dance
but the grave robber, tomb stalker
tearing scabs & scars open dance
the rub the rhythm raw against our souls dance

We have come to be danced
not the nice invisible, self conscious shuffle
but the matted hair flying, voodoo mama
shaman shakin’ ancient bones dance
the strip us from our casings, return our wings
sharpen our claws & tongues dance
the shed dead cells and slip into
the luminous skin of love dance

We have come to be danced
not the hold our breath and wallow in the shallow end of the floor dance
but the meeting of the trinity: the body, breath & beat dance
the shout hallelujah from the top of our thighs dance
the mother may I?
yes you may take 10 giant leaps dance
the Olly Olly Oxen Free Free Free dance
the everyone can come to our heaven dance

We have come to be danced
where the kingdom’s collide
in the cathedral of flesh
to burn back into the light
to unravel, to play, to fly, to pray
to root in skin sanctuary
We have come to be danced

How To Be Gracious

14 May

One of my colleagues at work this week tried to buy me a coffee.

I refused.

“No, no!” I waved away her money. “It’s fine!”
“Let me,” she said, pressing it into my hand. “I’d like to say thank you.”

Is this you?

Her graciousness made me stop and consider how I am about receiving.

I have an idea about the balance of things – I want to be a motivator in the world, a brightener, an energy source. I love to make a big deal out of people’s birthdays and celebrations. Give thoughtful gifts. Remember details. I want things to be lovely for people, especially the people I love, and I go to great lengths to make it so.

 I admit, it gives me the warm fuzzies to give the perfect gift or make a special meal or remember an important date.
But insidiously, underneath that, I think there’s a stubborn independence. That I don’t want anyone to say that I owe them anything.

Gracious honeycombI’ll also admit that I long for friends to display to kind of attention to detail that I do for them. To send me thoughtful emails or call on birthdays. And who doesn’t love a gorgeous gift from someone who has taken the time to work out what would really float your boat?

But my waving away a coffee, or an offer of help or to pay for dinner – that’s me ALL THE TIME. I see that I don’t even allow the small lovely gestures that are offered to me – and that it’s not nice. For me, OR for the person who is offering.

That in being so fiercely independent and equal, I’m denying other people the opportunity to do the very thing that I love: enjoy someone’s beaming gratitude.

I love how Alexander McCall Smith puts it in Love Over Scotland:

“Gracious acceptance is an art – an art which most never bother to cultivate. We think that we have to learn how to give, but we forget about accepting things, which can be much harder than giving…Accepting another person’s gift is allowing him to express his feelings for you.” 

So. Who wants to buy me a coffee?

I'm ready to receive! Ok, Im working on it. Let's start with coffee and go from there...

I’m ready to receive!
Ok, Im working on it. Let’s start with coffee and go from there…

Fresh starts

10 May

Did you see it this morning?

There was an annular eclipse, when the moon passed across the sun.

Not a bad way to wake up!

Not a bad way to wake up!

It coincided with a new moon, which is representative of a new start.

Now, I love a bit of “woo woo” but astrology sometimes makes me raise a very skeptical eyebrow. However, a very real, very grounded, lovely friend of mine wrote an update that really spoke to me.

Meaghan (doesn’t she have a great name?!) possesses that rare ability to talk about “cosmic” stuff in a regular person way.

Hope you enjoy her ideas as much as I do!

“Many say the Taurus Sun Eclipse and New Moon is the start of a new cycle and the end of an old one. It’s a chance to let go of what is not working in your life, especially in terms of your feminine self,  i.e. the part of you that dreams, intuits, creates, romances, nurtures, reflects…
It doesn’t really matter if you “believe in astrology” here or not; what’s important is that ritual is useful. It’s our intention and focus that creates life mastery.
So you can use the imagery of an eclipse and moon consciously without necessarily handing your power over to a “cosmic event” and still reap big benefits.

Changing our attitude affects our actions, which changes our lives.

Use this as an opportunity: Light a candle, have a bath, write down some wishes, affirmations. Ask yourself. “what can I let go?”
This will sharpen your mind and polish your to-do list, and bring some magic starlight into your  soul to ready it for change.”

You can find more of Meaghan’s lovely ideas and courses on her website.

 Have a beautiful weekend with many delicious beginnings!

Star gazing is good for the soul...

Star gazing is good for the soul…