Belinda Burwell Yoga

  • Home
  • Belinda Burwell Yoga

Belinda Burwell Yoga Yoga teacher & sharer of warmth and well being

Happy New Year everyone. May 2025 bring you mental clarity, peace and contentment šŸ•ŠļøšŸ§æšŸ’Ÿ
31/12/2024

Happy New Year everyone. May 2025 bring you mental clarity, peace and contentment šŸ•ŠļøšŸ§æšŸ’Ÿ

Today is winter solstice, which marks the shortest day and longest night of the year. This is because on this day, the E...
21/12/2024

Today is winter solstice, which marks the shortest day and longest night of the year. This is because on this day, the Earth’s tilt is at its farthest from the Sun, creating the deepest shadow.

These were taken one day after winter solstice last year, when these rare nacreous iridescent clouds made an appearance in Saltburn-by-the-sea šŸŒˆšŸ¦„

A reminder that beauty can be found even during the darker days.

I’ll be snuggling up and soaking up loved ones for the rest of the Winter. I hope you will be too šŸ™šŸ¼

ā€œBeing a Mother is quiet.Your constant sacrifice to your children and family is always there, but often unseen. Like the...
22/07/2024

ā€œBeing a Mother is quiet.

Your constant sacrifice to your children and family is always there, but often unseen. Like the air around us, a Mother’s gift of her presence is part of everything.ā€

- Unknown

ā€œI’m here to share a secret;I am not who I’ve always been,The world that lies outstretched before me,Is not the only one...
20/01/2024

ā€œI’m here to share a secret;
I am not who I’ve always been,
The world that lies outstretched before me,
Is not the only one I’ve seen,

I’ve traveled on the tails of comets,
I’ve burned up in the hearts of stars,
I’ve been spat out of supernovas,
That left me scattered near and far,

I have dined in distant galaxies,
And taught the birds to sing,
I’ve danced for a whole lifetime,
Upon Saturn’s dusty rings,

I’ve been here for long enough,
To learn what makes the willow weep,
I’ve sung celestial lullabies,
That sent the moon to sleep,

I’ve been both the flowing water,
And the stone that blocks its way,
I’ve been frozen, I’ve been molten,
And I’ll be again someday,

Though I’ve been a billion things,
This is the first one that can smile,
I’m pieces of the universe,
Living as human for a whileā€

– Erin Hanson

Every single one of you started as just a single cell and developed into trillions of cells, and all of this happened in...
13/01/2024

Every single one of you started as just a single cell and developed into trillions of cells, and all of this happened inside your Mother who carried you for 9 months.

You entered the world using her as your portal, and you continued to grow through the milk you were fed and her love, care and attention (shoutout to the Father’s too, I’m just emphasising the Mother role in this post).

Being a Mother is powerful but intense role to play. It’s one that fills you with utter awe at the possibility of growing another Human, but it also depletes you, and takes quite literally all your nutrients away. To grow a life inside of you and then to sustain that life as they grow outside the womb, takes a lot.

Be proud of your Body (or your Mother’s body) for being a vehicle for your child’s, or for your existence. To me, this is where magic truly exists šŸ™šŸ¼šŸ”®

My life over the last few months…Has been made up of constantly sharing my energy, my love, my body, my time and my phys...
28/06/2023

My life over the last few months…

Has been made up of constantly sharing my energy, my love, my body, my time and my physical space in every sense (including my sleep space).

Over the course of each day and moment to moment, I continue trying to make a conscious choice to surrender to it all.

The utter sleep deprived nights nights that feel like they will never end, expressing breast milk (which is a whole other labour of love I discovered), the struggle to find time at home to cook a nice meal or to simply sort out a cupboard, the craving to have 1-2 hours where I can immerse in something completely un-interrupted...

The polarity of Motherhood is strikingly real, but it’s also what keeps me going.

A completely broken night catching 8 separate fragments of sleep totalling 2-4 hours max, and wondering how I will find the energy to get through the day. But then waking up to feel a small warm body cuddled into mine, hear babbling and ā€œMamaā€ seeing a big smile beaming back at me.

Feeling like I work through the day and through the night relentlessly and wondering if anyone notices or spares any thought, gratitude, or empathy for the constant selflessness Morherhood involves, but without judgement.

But seeing his smile light up when I enter a room, or kissing his warm soft head, and feeling him relax completely and sink into my arms when I pick him up to comfort him is sometimes the only validation I need.

Is it hard? Yes. Has my life changed completely? Yes. Do I have time to do much else except be a Mother? Not really. But is it worth it? Absolutely yes.

I breathe. I am present. I surrender. Knowing that with his constant growth, in a heartbeat everything as I know it will change. And I will miss it.

Address


Alerts

Be the first to know and let us send you an email when Belinda Burwell Yoga posts news and promotions. Your email address will not be used for any other purpose, and you can unsubscribe at any time.

Contact The Practice

Send a message to Belinda Burwell Yoga:

  • Want your practice to be the top-listed Clinic?

Share

Share on Facebook Share on Twitter Share on LinkedIn
Share on Pinterest Share on Reddit Share via Email
Share on WhatsApp Share on Instagram Share on Telegram