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meditate every day for a week
Back on the meditation horse

I have has a bit of a break from meditation and yoga because I had a back injury. It has taken a toll on me physically and mentally. Now I realise I need reigning in. My brain and emotions are like balloons floating off and meditation is my way of holding onto them before it all gets too high.

I am going to give it another go. Xxx



go to the USA
Long wait

This goal has been on my list for a long time. Anndnnnnnd…. I booked my flights to New York last week. Hurray! I am going to New York in September and then to Oklahoma for a friend’s family event. Eeeeeek life is actually happening. Wooo



Dance with the Devil
What does this mean to me?

This is obviously not a literal goal…but then how do I achieve it?

To me this means putting myself at risk and feeling in the moment that I am risking it all. It feels like it is to do with a person…someone who could be nice or horrible and I risk it all to trust (key is trust) that they will be nice.

Is this madness? Maybe.



Make my life as environmentally sustainable as possible (read all 2 entries…)
Food Composting

I have probably written an article about this before, but I have been trying to figure out how to compost my food waste for a while now. I finally have a food waste bin in our estate and am getting housemates to put food waste in it. I may even buy some worms. OOhwee!



I want to do things because I love them and not because they'll get me somewhere (read all 6 entries…)
6. Yoga

I have quite a few yoga goals on my list but I want to make this clear because it is something I love and want to improve at.

The uncompetitive practice of yoga teaches me a lot through my use of my own body. Body learning.

God I love it!



be able to sit in full lotus
Half-lotus. 50% there!

As we speak I am sat in half-lotus. I can feel the strength of the stretch as I sit here. I know it takes time. I read a yoga book last night that talked about the benefits of putting your foot higher and that making it easier – of course, if it’s all hard, you can’t change that! Also, my yoga teacher (ashtanga) explained that after a while, lotus, when paired with a full bend etc, becomes a massage for your internal organs as your foot presses into your belly. I hadn’t really thought of it like that before so perhaps it’s the case of stretching my mind before my body!

Wow. The truths that yoga makes available for me. I love it!



Learn 10 folk songs (read all 3 entries…)
3. Bushes & Briars

The fact is that my mum sings folk music and I asked her for her top 10 songs. This is one of them. Mamm, this is all your fault!


Bushes and Briars

Through bushes and briars
I’ve lately made my way
All for to hear the small birds sing
And the lambs to skip and play
All for….

I overheard a female*
Her voice it rang* so clear
Long time have I
been waiting for
The coming of my dear
Long time….

Sometimes I am weary*
And troubled in my mind
Sometimes I think I’ll go to him

And tell to him my mind.

But if I should go to my love
My love he would say nay
If I showed to him my boldness
He’d ne’er love me again
If I showed…

Through bushes…



Self-practice yoga regularly for a month
Practice 1

Today, as I click the ‘completed’ button for ‘My practice Yoga regularly for 3 months’ goal (and start towards the next 3 months) I have done a full hour of self-practice. I did Ashtanga.

My month is going to be upside down, a bit, because I am between houses at the moment and commuting from my parents’ house but I am going to try for at least 1 self-practice a week, depending on how many taught classes I do!

Things I feel after my first full self-practice:
1. I want to remember that any stretch or breathing exercise is worth doing and better than none. For those days when it doesn’t go as well as today, I want to give myself a break.
2. I almost felt like I was developing more on my own. My vinyasas are getting better, my arm strength is certainly growing and I felt so strong because I was doing it myself. POSITIVITY!
3. I need to stop smoking weed. It is something that I am avoiding because I like it – or at least I like that part of my life. I don’t want to draw a line under that part of my life (with drugs and being a bit less straight-laced)but I can definitely feel it in my chest after I have smoked. My diet is the next phase after the self-practice. Once I am doing it, I will start on the diet. GOAL!

I am going to just keep on doing it and see where I am in a month xxx



Practice Yoga Regularly for 3 months (read all 3 entries…)
3 months is here

Finally I reach the end of 3 months. The last few weeks have been a bit up in the air because I was on holiday and then moving house, but I have decided to allow myself this victory because yoga never left my mind, even when I couldn’t go. I am also embarking on a self-practice yoga task so hopefully these two stages should blend nicely together.

Totally worth it. It chokes me up inside how much I love yoga: the strength (both mentally and physically) I have gained from it, and the happiness I feel flooding into me – because I now have this tool to use for the rest of my life – is overwhelming. Even more so that is has an appropriate culture attached that means I am never a failure, never need to be ‘the best’ and can love myself without feeling guilty.

It has taught me huge amounts of compassion, not just for others but in my own dealings with myself. Quite shocking how quickly these ideas have taken hold of me and were welcomed, like old family members, back into the fold where it seems now like they’ve been forever.

Ok, enough mushy talk. But, just to say this: If anyone ever reads this and you ever feel guilty, upset, depressed, hateful of yourself, hateful of others, empty etc etc try yoga and try to smile with your liver. Enjoy.
xxx



Practice Yoga Regularly for 3 months (read all 3 entries…)
Journal of the final month

I have been doing yoga regularly (twice weekly) for 2 months now. It feels like much longer. I feel stronger and much more fit, and I have also been working on relaxation and meditation.

My final month is going to be actively working towards a self-practice, in addition to my 2 taught classes a week.

Here’s a little bit of info about my class today: Today it was Astanga. I have been feeling embarrassed about the chanting. Often yoga teachers or yoga-doers say don’t label the different bits as favourite or least favourite, just do them, or try re-labelling as the opposite if you must (i.e. call the bits you hate, your favourite bits!) I labelled the chanting bit my favourite bit. It also felt very clear and just no frills, straight to it.

I have been feeling a shift in the past week that yoga is no longer an outcome, but is instead a tool itself. I went to class on Monday (Dynamic Yoga) and I was angry and had had a bad day and it certainly felt like I was struggling through something and using yoga to fight it off.



Go to Shambala Festival (read all 4 entries…)
Checking in with that part of my life

I said in my most recent entry about Shambala that I wanted to check-in with that part of my life (hippy, environmental etc) and I feel, upon my return, that I actually want more. Shambala was a place for everyone to let out their hippy side, and the festival has such a green, environmental ideology that it makes an impact on everyone. I want more though. I want to live in a tent, I want to cook outside, I want to hear environmental talks regularly, I was yoga every day and meditation as part of my daily routine.

I felt dwarfed by the “get-mashed” attitude at the festival. I felt encumbered by it. I felt caught up in it and chastised myself because I was finished for the night and wanted to go and lie in bed.

I want to make things by hand and take a yurt-style tent around the festivals and lie in natural fabrics and fire-side wooden chairs forever.

How do I get that type of life without completely running away to join the circus (so to speak)?



Practice Yoga Regularly for 3 months (read all 3 entries…)
Dynamic and Ashtanga

I have been pitting dynamic yoga against ashtanga yoga lately. The ashtanga teacher is really intense and I actually heard her say “OI,You, stop that! see that’s exactly what I mean – don’t do that!” whereas the dynamic teacher is calmer, less intrusive, she has a better flow about her.I secretly want to do dynamic all the time but I can’t so I do ashtanga, but the ashtanga is also a bit different so pushes me in different ways.

It’s been 3 weeks so far. It feels like a lifetime!



Go to Shambala Festival (read all 4 entries…)
What I wanted after last Shambala and what I have done since

This entry is about what I wanted after last Shambala and what I have done since.

I went last to Shambala in 2010 (is that right?). I still had dreads and actually removed my vertical bridge piercing whilst I was there. I first learned about permaculture at shambala, plus went on a foraging walk, partied in the woods and fell asleep, crying in the sunrise about how weak and beautiful everyone is, on mushrooms. I was just about to start my masters degree.

2 years on, and I have grown my own potatoes, grown my own carrots, learned a lot about working hard in the garden (pulled a few muscles), learned so much more about environmentalism and gone to extremes and back. Drugs wise, I took a step back and explored drugs in a working life. I have done mdma a few times recently and weed constantly and mushrooms (or truffles) a few times. I feel that the few acid trips I have had have set me up for a lifetime and I am not worried about whether I will ever do it again because it’s so special… I wouldn’t want to waste it!

I wanted to write this because going back to Shambala has a significance for me. I don’t want to build it up – not in the least – but it’s just a chance for me to check in with that part of my life and find out how much I still want it.

I will report back on my return. xxx



Go to Shambala Festival (read all 4 entries…)
Train is booked for Wednesday

I am going! See you on the flipside!



lose 5lbs. (read all 2 entries…)
4lbs down

So, I am almost there. I have been trying to lose the extra weight I have put on recently and managed to getdown to 11stone having previously been 11 st 4lbs. That’s almost the 5lbs that I aimed for. Truth be told I think I doubted that I’d ever be able to lose weight so I aimed low but ideally I’d like to get back to 10st 6lbs. Half a stone to go roughly then.



Make a friend with a narrow/canalboat and get a look inside
Met someone with a boat

A new member of staff has started at my work and he has a boat! I am going to ask him lots of questions and ask to see pictures!



Learn 10 folk songs (read all 3 entries…)
2. Way Over Yonder in the Minor Key

I amnot sure if this one counts as a folk song but it was in ‘Love & Other Drugs’ and I fell in love with it. Now to actually learn the lyrics!


“Way Over Yonder In The Minor Key”

I lived in a place called Okfuskee
And I had a little girl in a holler tree
I said, little girl, it’s plain to see
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

She said it’s hard for me to see
How one little boy got so ugly
Yes my little girly that might be
But there ain’t nobody that can sing like me
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

Way over yonder in the minor key
Way over yonder in the minor key
There ain’t nobody that can sing like me

We walked down by the Buckeye Creek
To see the frog eat the goggle-eye bee
To hear the west wind whistle to the east
There ain’t nobody that can sing like me
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

Oh my little girly will you let me see
Way over yonder where the wind blows free
Nobody can see in our holler tree

And there ain’t nobody that can sing like me
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

Way over yonder in the minor key
Way over yonder in the minor key
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

Her mama cut a switch from a cherry tree
And laid it on the she and me
It stung lots worse than a hive of bees
But there ain’t nobody that can sing like me
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

Now I have walked a long long ways
And I still look back to my Tanglewood days
I’ve led lots of girls since then to stray
Saying ain’t nobody that can sing like me
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

Way over yonder in the minor key
Way over yonder in the minor key
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

Ain’t nobody that can sing like me



Learn 10 folk songs (read all 3 entries…)
1. Stitch in Time

I heard a performance artist sing this song at an event once. It wasn’t a great performance but the song really stuck with me. It’s a good story.


Stitch in Time

Oh there was a woman and she lived on her own,
She slaved on her own and she skivvied on her own,
She’d two little girls and two little boys—
And she lived all alone with her husband.

For her husband he was a hunk of a man
A chunk of a man and a drunk of a man,
He was a hunk of a drunk and a skunk of a man
Such a boozing, bruising husband.

For he would come home drunk each night,
He thrashed her black, he thrashed her white;
He thrashed her, too, within an inch of her life,
Then he slept like a log, did her husband.

One night she gathered her tears all round her shame
She thought of the bruising and cried with the pain,
Oh, you’ll not do that ever again,
I won’t live with a drunken husband.

But as he lay and snored in bed,
A strange old thought came into her head,
She went for the needle, went for the thread,
And went straight in to her sleeping husband.

And she started to stitch with a girlish thrill
With a woman’s heart and a seamstress’ skill,
She bibbed and tucked with an iron will,
All around her sleeping husband.

Oh, the top sheet, the bottom sheet, too,
The blanket stitched to the mattress through,
She stitched and stitched for the whole night through
Then she waited for the dawn and her husband.

And when her husband woke with a pain in his head,
He found that he could not move in bed,
Sweet Christ, I’ve lost the use of me legs!
But this wife just smiled at her husband.

For in her hand she held the frying pan
With a flutter in her heart she given him a lam;
He could not move but he cried, ``God damn!’‘
``Don’t you swear,’’ she cried to her husband.

Then she thrashed him black, she thrashed him blue,
With the frying pan and the colander too,
With the rolling pin just a stroke or two
Such a battered and bleeding husband.

She said, ``If you ever come home drunk any more,
I’ll stitch you in, I’ll thrash you more,
Then I’ll pack my bag and I’ll be out the door,
I’ll not live with a drunken husband.’‘

So isn’t it true what small can do
With a thread and a thought and a stitch or two?
He’s wiped his slate and his boozing’s through
It’s goodbye to a drunken husband.

Words & Music by Mike Waterson
recorded by Mike Waterson, Martin Carthy, Max Hole



Pay back my overdraft (read all 2 entries…)
The deadline has been set

My bank are introducing fees for my overdraft. They’re reducing the interest-free part to £500. This means I need to pay back £1300 by the end of August. I think I will manage it. I have a temporary housemate at the moment and she owes me £250, and usually it works out that I get paid just before I pay my rent but I usually pay it for the next month each time so I have a month in arreas(i think that’s what I mean)
If I have the £600 savings I have in my e-account +600 rent addition + 100 additional from paycheck, I am golden and well on my way to paying back my overdraft. Damn. I was hoping the bank wouldn’t ask for it back :(



try 10 new recipes (read all 10 entries…)
10! Veggie Quiche

I reached number 10: Veggie Quiche

http://allrecipes.com/recipe/loaded-vegetarian-quiche/

I made a quiche for a picnic we had at work. It was a whim really. I couldn’t get any baked pastry cases so I bought the pastry and made it into a shell myself. It didn’t seem very successful but I put the quiche mix in anyway and baked it as required. It came out looking and tasting lovely! Everyone said it was their favourite part of the picnic! Such a lovely receipe to finish on!

Now for another baking related goal!



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