Even Stevens

Rolling my mat up, replacing the block I hadn’t used and feeling rather defeated, I left my last Yin Yang class, taken in a humid room, with not a drop of sweat on me. I had spent much of the previous hour not being able to enter the full asanas, not meeting my eyes in… Read More


Sand, surf, ocean swims (or not yet if you didn’t book far enough ahead). Soft rain, warm breezes. Cold rain, wet washing. Ice-cream. Bare feet. Late nights. Sunrises. Cotton shirts. Hair undone. Outdoor yoga. Freshly mown grass. Dandelions and pohutukawas. Iceberg lettuce. Beach towels over deck railings. Faded sameness. Memory making. Sunscreen. Sunburn. Blueberries with… Read More