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Anything, everything and nothing

**Not sure if this needs a trigger warning or not but I always like to throw one out here just in case**

Alternative title: I’m sorry I haven’t been here much … I’ve been a little unwell … In fact, I’ve been a rather muddled mess! 

It’s been a while since I last posted on here; I hadn’t forgotten my little place on the internet or the words I have poured into it, I didn’t want to leave it neglected and to disappear into the ether, but I also didn’t feel like I could be here either … Recently my Anxiety, Depression, OCD, OCPD and Grief have all been taking turns to squish my insides, they’ve turned my thoughts into poison, my brain into a traitor and left me distraught at the prospect of another day walking with one or more of those demons clawing at me.

I needed the time out from here to heal up a bit.

I needed the time out from here to focus on what I needed.

I needed the time out from here to ask for help.

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Utthan Pristhasana

Alternative title : We all have that one Yoga pose that we look at and think “ah shit the bed, that ain’t gonna happen with my inflexible ass”, that one Yoga pose that will warrant a gold medal and a bus parade through your home town, oh aye THAT Yoga pose … Sigh, who am I kidding, I look at most Yoga poses like that! But this is the tale of Utthan Pristhasana (aka, Lizard Pose)

Ever since I saw one of my fellow Yoga students absolutely nail Utthan Pristhasana I have been determined to master it … Basically it looks like a lunge but your forearms are on the ground (check out the pic in the link above to really get a feel for it) – but while it may look relatively simple, oh my word, it’s definitely one to be careful of hip wise! Geez!

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Taking Time to Heal

Alternative title: When the arse end falls out of your world you sometimes just need to take a bit of time out to regroup, reassess and start again …

While I apologise for falling off the face of the earth without leaving a trail of breadcrumbs (in fairness I would probably have eaten them as I went), I did need the time away to get my shit together and to give my melancholy soul a swift kick up the jacksy. I’m hoping this post will signal my return to LHB HQ but I can’t say for certain as I don’t want to promise a schedule that I then can’t commit to in case I suddenly relapse into a grief breakdown and find myself bawling uncontrollably in a heap in the biscuit aisle at my local Tesco while shoveling custard creams into my mush as a group of old dears shake their heads and tut at my attire (usually a pair of boxers that have seen better days and a thread-bare t-shirt).

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Yogic Breathing – Bhramari Pranayama

Alternative title: There is something quite surreal about sitting in a room with 8 other people, each with thumbs in our ears and fingers over our eyes … As one by one, we start to gently make a sound, the noise vibrating in our throats becoming humming noises. Of differing pitches and volumes and lengths. Escaping into the space around us. 8 little humming bees. 

I have to admit that when the idea of Bhramari Pranayama (‘bee breath’) was first introduced to me I found the concept daunting. I didn’t think I’d be able to just shut my eyes, close my ears and make a noise without feeling vulnerable, that I would have to keep checking that I was doing it right by having a good nosy around the room … But you know what, I didn’t have to. I didn’t feel the need to.

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