30/05/2026
Being a carer is tough. If I’m being honest this year has probably been the most challenging so far,
emotionally, mentally and physically.
It sucks witnessing how much suffering the person you’re caring for is going through each day and to accept there’s no fairy dust to sprinkle to make it better .
So many emotions move through me each day.
Worry, sadness. Frustration, a sense of loss, guilt, uncertainty, resentment, deep love, admiration and joy.
The anger and resentment are not aimed towards being a carer but to the disease of primary progressive MS itself and toward some people who I feel have let my person down (not healthy feelings and a continuing work in process🙄!!)
It can feel exhausting and relentless at times. Trying to find a balance between work and being there when needed and to not feel I’m letting one or other down.
Today however has been a good day 😌
So how do I fill my cup and keep my energy packs charged? It’s not easy. I have felt I’ve had to dig deep this year to teach and to do my holistic therapy work , which hasn’t left me much in the tank for much else.
But yoga really is what fills my cup and what I need to take more time for personal practice and continued training.
Yoga is where I meet myself with honesty
Where I cry
Feel
Breathe
Build resilience
Soften the edges
And it’s from that space that I build my classes, from what sustains me i hope supports the people join my classes.
I teach from my own experiences, from a place of honesty and care.
Drawing on the ancient wisdom of yoga philosophy and the eight limbs of yoga.
I want to thank all of you who continue to support my classes even when I’ve had to cancel a few of them this year.
You continue to show up week after week online,
At both Venues and my garden studio filling your own cups and my hearts.
