Josefines Yoga

I am always longing for someone to listen, really really listen, receiving my words and what is in between my words. Sitting in front of me with full awareness, with pure presence. Not trying to figure me out. Not trying to help me. Not trying to fix me. Not worrying about me. Not wanting anything from me. Instead – JUST LISTENING.

Why is it sooo rare? Why do most of us have such a hard time letting go of our own story for a moment and just receiving someone else? I guess we do have a lot to learn from the trees when it comes to this skill.

MUMS! Största delen av året blir jag ju galet bortskämt med att någon annan duktig kock lagar massa plantbaserad mat till mig på alla våra retreat. Men nu när jag är lite ledig så är det faktiskt galet kul att få experimentera lite i köket igen. Att ha tid för det. Gårdagens efterrätt blev en marängstårta. Magiskt alternativ på tårta för dig som inte äter gluten. Prova själv hur mycket socker du vill ha eller inget allas.

Recept

4 äggvitor

1 tsk vitvinsvinäger

1 tsk majsmjöl

1 tsk äkta vaniljpulver

(2 dl råsocker)

Gör såhär

Vispa äggvitor hårt och häll sedan i övriga ingredienser. Lägg i en form i ugnen på 150 grader i 1 h. Låt den sen stå och svalna på eftervärmen i ugnen. Strö över bären. Om du vill, ät med någon form av glass eller grädde. NJUT!!!

Breathing and moving with my pain… today, my yoga practice was just that. PAINFUL.

At first, huge resistance. As always, when discomfort is showing up, I used all my techniques trying to get rid of it, change it to something else. But then, after a bunch of breathing exercises, challenging postures, & intense shaking I gave up. Allowed my body to just fall down. Rest in savasana. Die.

I finally accepted the pain. Melted inside the pain. Realising, maybe this pain is there to make me aware of something. To actually receive the willingness to question. To go deeper within myself. To dare making changes in my life when it is needed. So even though I am scared, so scared when this darkness in entering my body, I am also grateful for how it, again and again, is guiding me inside.