Monthly Archives: April 2012

So today i got up. It was too early so i slept some more. I did some extreme stretching in a hot ass room. In a word. Epic. At least I think i did. Then i danced around some, whistling … Continue reading →

Standing on the back porch looking up at the First quarter moon shining down upon the quiet night, thought it would be nice to stroll on down to the seafront, but the powerful air-filling melody of the dancing waves made … Continue reading →

Eyes shut, still seeing. Ears closed, still hearing. Emotions locked, still feeling. Can a brutha get some sleep already? Apparently not this week. Sometimes ya just can’t ignore intuition. Sometimes one just gotta embrace it, strap in, and take it … Continue reading →

This morning I thought “Do a double today” … I hate when that happens. “You can sit Here” a little boy said to me as I walked up to the Hove Town Hall bus stop. Scooting closer to his grandmother … Continue reading →

Rush Hour London… Peak Shoulder to shoulder moving slow, methodically and amoeba-like in forced tandem with Hundreds of Suits, Ties, Jumpers, Hoodies, Piercings, Wellies, Dresses, Saris, Turbans, Scarves, Briefcases, Books, Magazines, News Papers, saturated with the sounds of Platform 5… … Continue reading →

ApriL Showers Bring May Flowers And a Whole Lotta Cussin’ Slam! Bam! Swoosh! Spray! Whip! Bang! Cant really capture all the shit that woke me up at 4am this mornin’! Suffice it to say, The Wind and Rain was off … Continue reading →

Another 108? Yep… Another 108 On the train back to Brighton after teaching a double in London , I’ sink back into my seat, laptop on my lap, sweat cooling my black t-shirt, orange powerade lingering on my tongue and … Continue reading →

Final Day nothing profound to say really… Other than Yay! I can say however, that the past 108 days of daily Hatha Yoga Practice, while being a great exercise for the Body, Mind and Spirit, has revealed much more than … Continue reading →

This day has been a simple one. Early rising. Meditation. A Flat White. A Church Street Stroll. 9am Yoga. After-Yoga Chats. Blueberries,Yogurt, Granola. Emails. Facebook. “Shut Your Monkey” Promotion. Turned some friends on to Koko Taylor. Pondered Existence. Shared Smiles … Continue reading →

Painless train ride from London Bridge to Brighton. Especially when one is prepared with snacks, a Pear cider, And CD 1 of the Blue Planet series with David Attenborough. Safe arrival and a leisurely stroll down to the pub… writing … Continue reading →