Yoga Meets Kettlebell
There are two kinds of travellers one sees on flights. Those that haul their own baggage up into the cabin and those that cannot. With my relatively small frame I’m often presumed to be...
Travel, Art & Yoga Blog of an Indian Yoga Teacher
There are two kinds of travellers one sees on flights. Those that haul their own baggage up into the cabin and those that cannot. With my relatively small frame I’m often presumed to be...
Some things are too apt to be random – the restaurant radio singing ‘Heaven is a place on earth’ beside this crystal clear lake within a sprinkle of villages in eastern Gorenjska, Slovenia. The...
A moment long awaited I’ve often been called ‘lucky’ for being a traveller, as if all my trips just fell into my balcony like rainbows and all I had to do was...
I’ve often been called ‘lucky’ for being a traveller, as if all my trips just fell into my balcony like rainbows and all I had to do was dance into them. I’d like to...