Alter Ego wannabe

I sometimes wonder what my life would have been like if I had been an adrenalin junkie, or even a natural jock who could pick up any thing and turn it into a fun outdoor activity.
Sure I was a Tom boy when I was younger... I played baseball, climbed trees, broke limbs, foofi slid into dams, swam in tadpole-infested waters,did numerous tricks with rollerblades, had a BMX gang and gained my RESPECT badge from all the guys for either having the most accurate shot with a bee-bee gun or when I won the Dare challenges. I seemed fearless when I was younger.
Then I hit high school and ..well..still climbed buildings, played Dare and took on the fabulous art called Kung Fu.
After school, a few torn ligaments later, I seemed to lose that momentum. I don't know what happened. I always wanted to learn how to surf but after an unfortunate incident long ago, I have always been scared of the sea.
I always wanted to ride motorbikes and get those funky boots but after a few car accidents(none my fault), I ditched that idea.

As I get older I worry I am losing that edge, that thing that pushes the boundries within myself. I seem to have replaced things like skateboarding, skydiving,hang gliding, zorbing and sword combat with things like sewing, couch-surfing, stretching, eating civilised meals with friends and being careful not to slip on ice in winter time. WHAT THE HELL?

As an act of defiance, I have decided to start longboarding in the summer. I hope I stick to this. Truely. I seem to have developed a fear of hurting myself and not being able to teach Pilates as a result. I think it's a small excuse actually and I am puzzled as to why I have this new found phobia of fun. Or am I just getting far too old? SOMEONE, anyone, please snap me back to reality.

Running Blues

Nothing quite hits the spot like a dirty Blues drawl. My love for the Blues is so engrained in me, that it's in the way I glide and sink into the Earth as I walk, it the constant flicker of my heartstrings and the sound that plays when I'm angry and confused. It keeps the electricity in my veins pumping when I find inspiration. It consoles me when I'm down. It grounds me when I'm lost in the clouds.

Last night I experienced the perfect 10 minutes of bliss. It was a cold winter's evening and I was heading out to go teach my Pilates class. I rolled my iPod down to one of my favourites: John Lee Hooker. I cranked it up loud and made the straps of my bag tighter. I took a deep breath in and began to run. Yes, me, RAN! The streets were busy-bright and the air crisp. I focused on each step, each muscle and charged through the streets of London. With every step,John pushed me harder and made me stronger. It took me ten sweet minutes to get to my destination. I felt the love of the universe and the focus of the now.
Happy days.

Fried brain anyone?

I have a love-hate relationship with technology, and more specifically, my computer. My 3 day part time job requires me to sit at a desk and die a little inside each time the phone rings. I sit in front of a computer that fries my brain with radiation every second of the day, not to mention the fact that it runs at a speed of, oh, I guess the same pace as growing a plant would take. I feel like a slave to this computer because it is not only the source of my irritation, but the source of my escape from the mundane.

That said, my laptop at home is a source of such joy and portability. I can veg on the couch and watch anything, be anyone, research anything. It keeps my thighs warm in winter and plays glorious amounts of music. what's not to like?

Environment has a lot to do with it, of course,...but today, my dear people of the interweb..I blame the computer. It's actually just a glorified TV really, which I also have a love-hate relationship with. Maybe I'm just confused about my feelings for screens. Or lighted up squares.Or information?Oh goodness...I'm calling a time out on myself...T!

Conciousness and wobble cushions

Has any one noticed the shift in balance of the world? There seems to be a new awakening happening in everyone. No matter what the nature of the awakening, it is an opportunity to elevate oneself to a higher level of conciousness.

As human beings we have this nasty habit of separating ourselves from others and this even extends to our habits, beliefs and motivations. I see this everyday even in more simple terms. I pop a client on a wobble cushion(or stability cushion) and watch them jiggle around like jelly through the exercises until the make that connection again with their bodies and their mind. Until they make that connection and become more aware of how the body works and what it needs to improve its quality of movement, they cannot progress. I help them find that connection and, let me tell you, there is no greater reward than watching someone go PING! and let a smile splat onto their faces as they finally understand the benefit of effort and concentration.

It's the same in life. Science and teachings from various religions are seen as separate and could not possibly exist together in harmony. They cannot work in balance together? Why not? Why make that separation? Then by using both aspects of knowledge we create a unified connection to everyone and everything? If we put the effort in to ourselves, just like our bodies, and reconnect to everything around us, the rewards are just indescribable. Separation creates loneliness and instability or unbalance...why attach to one belief by excluding another? We live in a three dimensional world, so why not have a third perception of the world too. A middle path or middle existence that utilises the best of life's dualities.
I once heard something that got me questioning the concept of perception:
If you stand in front of someone you see them from one perspective. If you stand behind them, you see them from a completely different perspective. Yet we know that even though you see two different sides, they still make up on whole person. You cannot separate that person into two different people...well you could but they would die, quite literally. One cannot exist without the other.
So what I am trying to say is: Why can't we all just get a long and treat everyone and all living entities with love and respect? You have nothing but contentment to gain from this. Reflect,forgive and be thankful!

Sleeping beauty

I am laughing as I write this and shaking my head at the thought of the path that is poking me in my side and saying " Follow me, you big dodo!" It must be the snow or something but I am feeling so loved up and happy. Listening to Josh Garrels and trudging in the snow, I feel like I should be in some kind of rom com.

I am welcoming my new path with welcome arms. My career is shaping into quite a unexpected area...a miniture human shape actually. Babies and little kids. Yes! Me the most unbroody woman in town, is now all about these little guys.

I have completed my specialised pre and post natal course and have attended some classes with mothers and their babies and, man, babies fascinate me. I could stare into their eyes for hours and just absorb their pure innocence and fresh perception of the world. Their world is so simple and honest, it's great. I will be starting some classes soon and I can't wait to be part of the whole process of new life and chaos after birth hahahaha..
Not only that I have an interview to teach pilates at a primary school. I have been researching this niche and I think I would have a blast teaching kids pilates. There is so much you can do with them and it will definitely keep me on my toes in terms of creativity. I can't wait to tell stories, play games with overballs and learn about patience and the joy of hearing funny farting noises.
What me grow...it's going to be a massive new adventure and no bad weather is gonna get in my way. POOYA!