Yogado Ashram, Simla - 1978
“ When the Student is ready the Teacher will appear” Heard that one before? It’s happened for me a few times in my life thus far. One of those times was during my 1st of 32 trips to India, the year 1978. It was during a browse through a Calcutta bookstore my partner and I came cross a well-seasoned dog-eared book titled, “The Gurus of India” written by a British hippie going by the name of Muz Murray. The book was a collection of various Gurus & Ashrams that you could visit w
Courage
In the depths of the ocean there are no mirrors, no weights, no upbeat tunes from the latest Spotify playlist and no one checking out your swim wear. The ocean is real and raw and exhilarating. It meets you at your most essential self. It’s a place beyond the things we hold onto. We are all just a speck inside its infinity. It never ceases to amaze me that, although I share the city of Sydney with approximately 5 million humans, it is equally in my grasp to share it with the
Self Care
ACUPUNCTURE & YOGA CLASS During this current lockdown, I’ve been taking the opportunity to visit the Acupuncture Collective in Randwick. In actual fact, it all began for Shanti's benefit. Shanti is my beloved Border Collie dog. She has dysplasia, bone on bone. This is not a good diagnosis, but at fifteen years old, she’s been managing well, though her hips are well and truly worn out. It was Shanti’s vet who one day informed me that acupuncture might assist with greater movem
