I'm pleased to announce the arrival of these beautiful eye bags to my classes, made by the caring hands of my mother. We'll be using them in class as of next week (just waiting on the little cases to be finished off).
If anybody would like to purchase their own to get maximum relaxation and rejuvenation at home then drop me a line and you can have your own eye bag made up and sent to you.
When placed over the eyes you can rest easy and take in the sweet smelling camomile and lavender and let the bag soothe tired eyes and mind. Each bag comes with its own washable case (not shown in photograph. Currently orange but if you would like an alternative colour this can be arranged). The bags are filled with dried lavender, camomile, pulses and rice.
£8 per eye bag plus p&p.
I'm sorry to say that my Monday evening Hatha class has come to an end. My original plan had been to run two classes on a Monday; one for pregnancy and one for Hatha. In reality it seems this was a bit more than I could manage timewise. So rather than have an exhausted yoga teacher, who's no good to man nor beast, I've decided to close the Hatha on a Monday (having the next two Mondays off, so no classes on Mondays for two weeks) - then start pregnancy yoga on the 1st November at 7.15pm - 8.45pm.
I hope that those of you who attended or were interested in attending my Monday evenings might be able to try my Thursday classes. They are running as per usual.
This weekend, I had the first part of my training for pregnancy and post natal yoga. It was incredibly insightful and much more moving than I had expected.
To be in a room with 20 odd women, all in support of each other and wanting to empower the women who they teach was an inspiration.
The notion that women have within them the ability to birth their babies naturally and without fear is one that should be more widely discussed rather than the hundred's of scare stories we can find by speaking with people or doing an online search. My own baby's birth was an enjoyable and mind blowing experience and by letting my instincts take over (allowing myself to break into weird chants, sound vibrations that overtook my body) the labour and the birth was a positive experience, one of elation and joy. There wasn't any room for fear - except that of my partner when he felt my wrath towards him not giving me a glass of water quickly enough (tip it, TIP IT!).
Obviously, there are cases when the situation needs medical attention due to the baby's position, strength of contractions etc etc - but still not enough is said about the positive stories. I'm not placing any judgement on anyone's experience as no single story is the same I just want to give an alternative, positive view to those you'll find when you google 'labour'.
(I had my baby at Chase Farm hospital in North London, delivered by a lovely midwife called Rose.)
I can't wait to start teaching pregnant women!
