As a traveller, we often find ourselves caught between two worlds. One is that of
grounding and finding home. The other is called wanderlust that we hear whispered on
I have travelled around the world for a few years now, teaching yoga in 5 different
countries and exploring many more. And there have been so many moments that steal my
breath in such staggering ways.
There’s that famous saying “you either sink or swim”, but I like to think that no one ever
sinks, we just learn a new way to swim.
There is the confidence that comes with becoming a solo traveller. Being able to step out
from a plane into an unknown place with no idea on currency, language, food or
geography and swimming.
And we usually learn how to swim in the challenges that we face whilst out in the big blue
The good times.
I find myself sometimes just too happy to contain it.
Those times when everything just seems too perfect. I feel too happy for it to last and I
have to register that this will be a time that I remember so fondly. So I take a breath and
do my best to bottle it up.