It’s Sunday, Why Don’t You: Float In A Tank

For my birthday this year, a few girlfriends chipped in to buy me an introductory float tank package which included 3 x one hour sessions. I was both excited and nervous about the prospect of this – supreme relaxation with minimal effort? Yes please. Lying in complete darkness in a small confined space for 60 minutes? My claustrophobia is not so sure…

Nonetheless, I booked myself in for my first session this morning. I was shown to my room which consisted of two tanks and a shower, and ambient lighting. The tank looks a little like Continue reading

Finding Beauty

I took this in an unassuming backstreet lined with garages and warehouses close to my work. I was immediately struck by the intense colours and had to take a snap!

I would have missed this moment of gorgeousness had I been walking along with my head in the clouds. Today’s reminder is about being present in every moment as much as possible. Looking, seeing, feeling – so that we may find beauty, love and joy in the little things.

x char

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You gotta practice to get the goodies. On Meditation

A photographer, pilot, architect, model, academic, artist, creative director, marketing executive, and a writer all walked into a room one summers evening and emerged four nights later as a collective field of consciousness.

And so started what felt like my first serious head-first deep water plunge into the world of meditation. Continue reading

The Evolution of Practice


If there was ever an example of how the practice of yoga is a constant evolution, then it would be a reflection of our own practice and how that has changed over the years. Everybody has a different story, and this one is mine:

I walked into my first yoga class as an energetic first year Architecture student in 2001. I can’t remember the reasons for why I started yoga – curiosity perhaps – but I felt immediately drawn to the practice. There began my long relationship with Ashtanga Yoga; like an intense love affair (or an itch that just won’t go away), I found myself alternating between periods of practice that were either of passionate intensity or more casual and fleeting, but consistently through the years I’d always end up back for more. Continue reading