It’s been a looong time between posts, and I’m not going to apologise for that. Nor promise to be better in future. Who knows what will happen, and I’ll write again when I feel like writing again.
After a year and a half in Byron Bay, I’m preparing to travel. The last few weeks have been a crazy whirlwind of work and packing up my house - working out what to take, what to store, what to sell, and what to give to whom. I think I’ve offloaded enough stuff to Vinnie’s to open a new store.
I’ve been so busy that I haven’t had time to feel anything. I haven't even begun to process the fact that I’m giving up this dream life (for a while - I'll be back at some point) of living in beautiful Byron, training the next generation of yoga teachers.
I know that I need to sit down and have a good cry about the end of this chapter (those of you who know me well know that I’m a pretty good crier). Hopefully I’ll have time to do that soon or it’s likely to happen at a completely inopportune time and it’s likely to be messy.
I also haven’t had time yet to get excited about what’s to come, and that’s okay. I can save that until I get on a plane. Because this beautiful man and I are heading on an adventure. We want to explore this crazy magnetism we have towards each other; to give this challenging, passionate, sometimes volatile, relationship a real go.
He’s spent some time here in Byron. I’ve spent some time in his home of Chiang Mai. He doesn’t want to live in Byron. I don’t want to live in Chiang Mai. The obvious solution was to move somewhere new. Once we came to that realisation, we had a conversation that went something like this:
Dan: I’ve never been to Africa.
Me: How about north Africa? Like maybe Morocco?
Dan: Morocco. Yes.
And there you have it. Decision made. Neither of us speaks Arabic, or French, or Spanish. We don’t have friends or family anywhere nearby. Honestly, we don’t know much about Morocco.
But we do know how to open our minds and hearts to a different culture, how to communicate with smiles, and how to breathe and meditate when it gets tough. It won’t all be beautiful vistas, elegant décor, and mint tea, and that’s just fine. We’ll face the hard times together, supporting each other and knowing that growth comes from being challenged.
In the meantime, we have one more week in Byron, a road trip to Sydney, and a few days in London then Brighton before we land in Morocco. If you're near any of those places and you want to catch up for yoga, acro, a hug or some vegan eats, get in touch!
Love you! xx
I sometimes feel like I’m part (a large part) bear, meant to hibernate from about now until the sun starts shining again and the birds start singing and the spring flowers begin to bloom.
So that I don’t fall into deep despair over the impending chilly months, I’m making a concerted effort to focus on the positives – because really, there are some wintery things to get excited about. I promise.
Let’s face it, life would be pretty sad without mandarins. Not only are these babies delicious, but they’re also the perfect portable snack to throw in your handbag or backpack. And they’re a great source of vitamin C.
I think my love of boots stems back to my mid-teen goth phase (Oh, the 90s… in case you’re wondering, I looked absolutely terrible with black hair. But pretty decent in a corset, if I may say so myself.) Back in those days, my trusty Doc Martens were my footwear of choice.
My style has evolved, but I do still love a good pair of boots – and I’m even happy to embrace ugg boots in winter.
Roast tomato soup – rich, thick and hot enough to almost burn the roof of your mouth but not quite. Enough said.
Mug after mug of herbal tea
I almost entirely abandon tea in summer and spring. Through autumn and winter, I constantly have a mug on the go. (I confess this can be problematic. I’ve taught many a winter yoga class desperately needing to pee after drinking 16 mugs of tea).
My favourites are ginger, which aids digestion; rosehip and hibiscus, which is full of anti-oxidants and lowers blood pressure; licorice, which is great for coughs and is an anti-inflammatory; and spicy chai, which boosts your immune system.
Yin and restorative yoga
Sometimes when it’s chilly, a vigorous vinyasa flow is just what I need to build some heat. Other times, I want to embrace the slow, mellow winter energy. A yin or restorative class in a candlelit room with loads of blankets hits the spot. Long holds in gentle poses can encourage the flow of energy and eradicate stagnation just as effectively as dynamic movement.
Snuggly DVD nights under a blanket
Cold, rainy nights are a great time to stay in. Nestling on the couch watching a movie from under a blanket – generally with a glass of wine – is one of my favourite winter pastimes.
Whether you choose to embrace winter with your holiday choice (think a ski trip, or snuggling in a log cabin in front of an open fire drinking mulled wine) or escape winter (by heading to somewhere where the sun’s shining and palm trees are dancing in the breeze) winter is a great time to break free from your routine.
I generally prefer the latter style of holiday and make a break for Ubud or far north Queensland – but honestly it doesn’t matter where you go. Just get out of your rut and explore a different place and a different side of yourself.
So there you have it – my winter survival guide. By partaking in these small pleasures I’ll no doubt survive another arctic Sydney winter.
Are there other things you enjoy in winter? Let me know your tips for escaping the winter blues!