The Ground Beneath my Feet

The Ground Beneath my Feet

When all seems madness, and the pace is too fast; the noise in my head too loud and too shrill; the tight flutter in my chest caught from anxiety in the air – it’s time to breathe, deep and slow… Feel the air in my nose, the life in my veins. Feel...
Can the Fantasy be Reality?

Can the Fantasy be Reality?

I have this fantasy. The fantasy is of the ‘ideal’ me. I see her in my mind so clearly: This is the Rachel who wakes early each morning with a smile and a stretch, drinks lemon water, then effortlessly performs 20 minute of Yoga. This Rachel meditates; she...
The Joy of Full Immersion

The Joy of Full Immersion

Something happened in the night; my subconscious has made a decision and declared “enough’s enough”! I’ve woken today with a craving that’s quietly intense. It’s taken hold deep within and is sitting with quiet insistence. And I...