This is the last day of an intensive 200 hour yoga teacher training in Alicante, Spain, which started for me in early March. There’s both a lot to say, and not much. It was difficult for me sometimes. It is intensive. At age 54, it was sometimes difficult to concentrate all day long, and there... Continue Reading →
Tapas
I’m on my way with Foro to a yoga teacher training in Alicante. It starts Monday. I left early because I needed to take trains, and more importantly needed to make connections in France, and in the past that hasn’t always worked out so well. The result is that I’ve just spent a truly wonderful... Continue Reading →
Calm before the Calm
Next week, I start moving again after a full month of half relaxing, half taking German lessons. The German is doing better; I can understand quite a bit and I just need to keep at it. I'll see how I can manage to fit it in to my life when I go back to work,... Continue Reading →
Golden Brown
Part I: We're in Europe, but not home yet. We took the ferry from Tangier to Barcelona and now we're taking trains to get home so I'm still in suspended reality. I'll still be on sabbatical when my partner goes back to work next week, but I'm guessing that will feel more like I did... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 