All my life I have been frightened to trust men. I was raised with a father who abused alcohol, which made him feel quite frightening to me a lot of the time. I also watched a few too many episodes of ‘Australia’s Most Wanted,’ where men were portrayed as dangerous and appeared to do terrible things to women and children. This was confirmed when an older man tried to kiss me and flashed at me when I was about ten years old.
The bodies that we occupy during this life – ‘our’ bodies – have many different parts in order for us to deal with a multitude of activities that are presented to us every day. Some of these parts, such as eyes and ears, are so important that most of us simply cannot imagine life without them.
Our hands are used not only to skilfully craft all manner of items, but also to welcome others when we meet, and in addition to express ourselves.
Our legs propel us around the planet, and if we are female are considered to be a great source of beauty and elegance, something borne out by countless advertisements for tights and stockings.
However, there is one area of our bodies that in my opinion, doesn’t get the acclaim and recognition that it deserves. Continue reading “The Great Unsung Hero of Anatomy”
How often have we thought that art is something created outside of ourselves and our daily life? I am finding art to be more, in-truth, much more than the time we actually devote in ‘doing’ art, as how I have been living is always clearly reflected in the work I have done throughout the years.
Recently I had a meeting with a client and a photographer I am working with for the first time. I woke up that morning feeling a little tired. It was awesome to just observe how I was feeling and not go into judgment immediately or wanting to fix myself up because of the meeting later on. Continue reading “The Life we Live, is the Art we Make”
A couple of weeks ago I had a moment where the love that I am, and the love that is around us all, felt very present. In this moment there was a strong sense in me to ‘Be Still’.
So for the past couple of weeks I have been practising just this. Stilling myself whenever my head begins to wander away from the moment that I am in, I gently return to my body and make the very clear choice to be still with it.
I’ve noticed since making the clear choice to practise my stillness that whenever I am racing ahead and don’t pull myself up, something little happens to bring me back to my stillness. For example, I bump my hip, or I get a splinter when putting wood on the fire. Continue reading “Being Still – With Joy”
I was recently invited to write an article on ‘service to others’ for my yoga organisation’s magazine. This led me to ponder on what ‘service’ means. For me, and I suspect for many, the idea of ‘service’ is tied in with charities – either doing voluntary work for charities, or giving them money.
When I looked around me at the main charities in New Zealand and the public events they run/sponsor, or are run in their name to raise money, such as the ‘Ride to Conquer Cancer’ (a two day cycle ride to benefit the Cancer Society), ‘Fit for Life’ (a boxing event between celebrity non-boxers, to raise money for nominated charities) and raffles (Heart Foundation), I began to wonder what ‘service’ they were actually offering to the world and started to ask myself the following questions:
- Is it “true service” to sponsor an event that asks participants to cycle for two whole days, camping on the ground overnight?
- Is it “true service” to ask people to box who are not professional boxers, even setting aside the known dangers of boxing?
- Is it “true service” to encourage people to gamble?