07/01/2026
More space, less rush. More intentionality, less being beholden to a to-do list. Give things space, to let the pathways reveal themselves and allow flow to happen. That’s how I feel drawn to let this year unfold.
There’s always things that will need our attention, and I feel lucky that yesterday I was able to take some time (not too much at -1!) to appreciate the beauty of an icy afternoon, to meander across frozen ground with my son and marvel at the pond we know so well completely iced over.
I named last year my year of listening, and I had no idea that it would lead to towards doula training with the wonderful , diving deep into listening itself and helping my realise how much I already am and do, and how to better be with each person I connect with and support on their journey.
I’m grateful for the wisdom and love of and and the spaces they hold together that have helped me transition in the last year or so towards a deeper, more subtle connection with what I do that feels more like being than doing.
As with the yoga teachings and trainings that have supported me and helped me grow over the past decade or two, my favourite part of this work is that it’s never about me. Teachings move through the space holder, just like life moves through us.
I’ve never felt more aligned with this journey and what I do. And though this platform is far from ideal, and there is so much injustice in the world near and far, I’m grateful for the opportunity to connect here. I wish I had the capacity for Substack, but part of knowing myself (emerging as a theme for this year) is owning my boundary for too much noise. So that’s it’s for now - a quick post on the last year, and back to hibernate on the inside a little longer, and to teach a pregnancy yoga class tonight.
Love and blessings x