Yogaholic

It was when Maher and I lived in Lebanon that I started to attend yoga classes on a regular basis. It went from 1 session a week, to 3, then 5, and eventually up to 7 or 8. I started at the Sivananda Centre, two doors down from my flat in Gemmayze. It was interesting, … Continue reading Yogaholic

Listen to them

This morning at practice (still at Yoga Thailand) I overheard one of the teachers say, "If you listen to them, they'll listen to you." The woman on the mat next to mine jokingly complained that her feet don't listen: her toes refuse to spread, arches won't lift, and when she wants her heels to move, … Continue reading Listen to them

Yoga and coconuts in Samui

Our week in Samui is zooming, blue skies, sunshine, and swims in the sea. Lots of yoga and coconuts. Maher drives us to Yoga Thailand every morning. I practice while he plays with the children in the "Kids club." Sean and Dylan's out-grown toys and mini playground are more than enough to keep L and … Continue reading Yoga and coconuts in Samui