This is my first blog in a long time, I warn you I do ramble but luckily I will keep them short for you.
If I were to choose a day to have a public holiday it would be today; the 1st March.
Somehow today always seems to give me a lift, no matter how I'm feeling I always feel better as the day goes on.
There is a lightness, an energy and yet also a softness to March, a beginning and also a natural ending. A time for things to blossom and grow but also take root.
There are many nature themes to March as it's a time where annual planting begins and everything comes to life once again. Animals come out of hibernation and so do humans.
SAD is becoming an ever increasing problem in todays society. It creeps in somewhere around September for some and doesn't leave until now. When the days begin to lengthen and become brighter people feel the weight of winter lifting and their pessimism goes with it. I have found this with every human encounter I have had today, including myself.
Tonight I will be teaching a Yoga class on this very theme. Alongside my regular classes I'm also running a Yoga Retreat this weekend in Dorset. I have been thinking a lot about Spring and how it makes people feel. My Facebook and Instagram news feeds a full of people blossoming life daffodils whether it's intended or not. Much like my decision to start blogging again I am inspired by the world waking up to light once again.
Seeing others step out in to their brightest selves is truly inspiring. I woke up this morning in a funk and had to drag myself out of bed, luckily I have my gorgeous energetic puppy springer spaniel Twiglet to help me. Anyway, I dragged my sorry ass out of bed and into the shower, it was freezing but I didn't mind, it made me feel alive!
Twigs and I went for a nice long walk, it was drizzling and windy but my hair was already wet from the shower so what did I have to loose? We ran together, walked and talked as usual and took in each moment smelling the flowers and smiling at strangers.
When I arrived home I had a few errands to sort so I did them as quickly as possible so I could cuddle a sleepy pooch.
I decided to leave her in peace and finalise my plans for this weekends Yoga retreat, the very first one I have done! I have organised week long Yoga retreats in the past but never a weekend, I was daunted at how much I needed to fit in. Somehow I have managed it.. I hope!
I opened one of my most prized books: Four Chapters on Freedom, otherwise known as The Yoga Sutra's of Patanjali. A book that brought Yoga to life for me. I usually read it once a year and that took me to my diaries of previous years. It turns out that every March for the past 4 years I have read his book.. How odd is that? How have I managed this? Now my Yoga teacher training was over the month of March so maybe thats it, but still what an amazing coincidence. There must be something within me that craves the knowledge at this time.
Like a plant i'm taking root, going to the source and growing towards the light.