Diary of a Yogic Mummy

This is not my article but it is sooooo what I have been going through recently and I couldn't agree more To all those that are in the midst of transition, guess that means everyone. Received this essay from a my friend  Niki Parker . About love, separation, divorce and uncoupling in a conscience, intelligent and loving way. Best thing I have read in awhile. Dr. Habib Sadeghi & Dr. Sherry Sami  on Conscious Uncoupling Divorce is a traumatic and difficult decision for all parties involved—and there’s a rguably no salve besides time to take that pain away. However, when the whole concept of marriage and divorce is reexamined, there’s actually something far more powerful—and positive—at play. The media likes to throw around the statistic that 50% of all marriages end in divorce. It turns out that’s accurate: Many people are concerned about the divorce rate and see it as an important problem that needs to be fixed. But what if divorce itself isn’t the problem? What if i...

OMG how can I fit more into a day with huge difficulty and how to deal with everything life is throwing at me? With difficulty … I have been juggling my kids, an incredible busy work time in resort and the run up to the Yoga festival in Val d'Isère which is proving a huge task with a mass of teachers turning up in a few days and hopefully a mass of students too. And its been tricky juggling everything with the kids, trying to be a good Mum, a good daughter, a good everything and the news that I have a cracked meniscus coupled with needing a new car an life throwing its max of challenges at me its been hard to think of me. So what have I tried to do? take baths practice be….. not easy! but I have tried and hopefully I am doing what I need to not easy but… life isn't easy and its a true test of our yogic skills if we can stay calm, centred and on the whole, ok! whilst life is throwing shit at you! much love to you all

2014 and galloping It has been a while since I penned a yogic mummy text but I have not been static. Life has moved into a pace I can only call frantic and the days are getting longer and nights shorter – ie I am eating into the night time hours to catch up on things I just have not been able to cram into the spaces of time I have. Life has changed rather radically as I moved out familiar surroundings and into a new home, as I started to share my children’s time with my husband and we both got used to being apart after 14 years together, as the Winter season has kicked in a pace with new students, rooms, time schedules and as all sorts of new projects get under way…… But despite all the change, late nights, tiring days there a few amazing and beautiful things that are surfacing and that make me realise a) I have made totally the right decision to act on the deepest truths within me and b) that I am extremely lucky to have the life I have. My relationship with my ex is...

How to tackle the guilt of being away? So October has been a huge month of travel and work terminating in several days in London and Paris concluding the shows for 2013 with London. Intense to say the least. Returning to the Ardeche for a very full on 48 hours of sorting the garden, packing and moving back to Savoie for the girls return to school on Monday. Monday am school - new classes for both girls, canteen tickets bought and sorted, back the flat to sort the god knows how many bags, boxes etc... speedy descent to Bourg to collect their bus passes and do some shopping - the cat was starving (and shell shocked)! So we are now at Wednesday and I am finally getting back on track with the computer jobs, back into the routine of school and homework here and yes its snowing already! Before I head back to the Ardeche in a van to collect more stuff to cram int the garage etc.... I am getting up to date on my sites... yes absent Mummy or not? Difficult not to feel guilty when ...

It has been just manic the past two weeks with so many trains, métros, cars, different beds, chit chatting, promoting, liaising, teaching, working, not too much playing but lots of smiles, hugs and did I mention the travelling? How many times did I empty the battery of my iPhone and how many different places did I connect from..... And no I am home at least for a few days before I head to London for yet more days of yoga and meetings.... October is such an intense month and I sometimes forget just how beautiful it is in the Ardeche at this time. Today the sun shone bright and strong, I mowed the lawn and listened to the birds and practiced yoga in the beautiful October heat with the leaves turning colour almost as I practiced and the chestnuts fell all around me. And my girls? Well they enjoyed a Mummy and shopping day yesterday and I enjoyed seeing them smiling, laughing and playing. Home .....

ooooffff Its been a massive few days and still the yoga festival to come I have fitted in my bedtime stories from a monastery, a café, dinner with friends and a train As this travelling yogini Mum heads around France to spread the yogic word and keep things buzzing for her web site and yoga world. It is a whirlwind of events, exchanges and travel - I know the sncf back to front now! but the residing thing that keeps coming out is how much love you can spread by simply being in front of people, taking their hand, smiling and sharing.... I am heading to Paris to just that this weekend for the Yoga Festival then I am heading straight back down to do that very same thing x 1000 to my girls missing them terribly love you ... love you more ... love you most

Mummy how long are you going away? Such a hard thing to hear and explain to children who have no real concept of time but know that you are going away for a good for days. And boy this time its a long trip...Bordeaux, Paris, Redon, Nantes, Paris de nouveau...... Ooooffff even i am tired thinking about it And being seperated from my babies, trying to stay connected to them and to myself and my practice as i travel is a real challenge So i had an idea Every evening i phone up when Clémentine is tucked up in bed and Mélodie can listen in. They give me the ingredients for a "make up story" and off i go. I close my eyes and tell them a story i know they will love with magic and horses and secret passages and a Mummy who is there with them in the story and i can feel their eyes lighting up as they travel with me along the make up way... As we fly through the air or play with wolves or chat under fruit trees to horses that talk It is simply so special to share those moments...

September and an Indian Ardeche Summer It really has been just too manic to think straight. Finally this week I am getting through the pile of paper work, getting my head around the different school forms, club des sports documents etc... that need completing for this rentrée scolaire and yes of course trying to practice and juggle in my travels and work load. The girls patiently wait for me to tap away on the computer and I have to say I thoroughly enjoy the moment we get to snuggle infront of the X factor to watch people singing the heart and soul out. It is never easy trying to juggle being a parent into our busy lives and especially when you are not always around. The Ardeche is beautiful but it is such a long way from where I often need to be. Why do you need to go to Paris, Bordeaux, etc.... ask my daughters and in fact my Mum. Because despite the age of technology you can't beat a good face to face, a lunch or a tea together to sort things out. Human contact is just soo...

The role of Mummy... what are we really supposed to be? Sometimes I feel like I am supposed to live up to ALL of the expectations of not only my children but of my parents and society too. What if we can just be happy to be the Mummy that we are? I am not my Mummy and never will be . I have echoes of my childhood in me, I teach my children to be polite, honest, say please and thankyou, wash their hands before they eat, do their homework .... I am trying to teach them life values and some basic life skills - cooking, eating healthy, reading to expand the mind, keeping clean, the value of money and working hard. Biut I am also teaching them to sing, laugh, dance freely in the garden, express themselves openly with respect.... I am not however a great stay at home all the time Mummy - I love my children and will always love them but I am not the Mummy that is constantly behind and with their children. Its just not me nor my role. I believe that I can still be me, a woman, a huma...

Its the Summer Holidays but tan aside Ihav to say I have not really had a chance to notice My poor children are left a little to their own devices - although with a large garden, a pool, a trampoline and enough DVDs to start a shop I have to say they haven't noticed! It is height of seaso in our gites, the garden is looking splendid, its hot and yes I am practicing daily as well as running, swimming and cycling so not just working but boy am I working too! So many things happening at the moment I could soooooo do with assistance. Christian is ably helping in the gites of course but I need someone to take hold of ly life and go charlotte its ok I will do this for you.... will you? really? I cry tears in my eyes.... then I wake up :)))))) Anyway daily I kiss my increasingly tanned and in my eyes beautiful children and marvel at what I have created daily I thank God for the special gifts and challenges he has given me daily I sent out love.... after all its all we can d...