“I can’t feel myself growing!” Says the 5 year old who only yesterday was complaining of aches in her little legs. One of the many joys (and terrors) of parenthood is seeing rapid growth before your eyes. For a youngster, the allure of adulthood must be supremely enticing; eat what you want, watch what you

A look. A glance. A reflection. The Eye. It sees. What? The Yogis refer to the mind as the inner instrument (antakarana) and this morning, if you will indulge me, I have a little game that we can play together. Bring your awareness to what you see before you. A screen. Some text. A desk.

Life moves. Stuff grows. Sadly, we are like a business; if we ain’t growing, we are most likely….   Death… gulp, what are we going to talk about next, surely not taxes? (Though it may be topical right now, I promise I will spare you!) Besides the obvious, when it comes to life, what can

Navigation was one of those things that was drilled into me at an early age; scouts, cadets, and a father who himself served in the reserves. By the time I needed to navigate in the Army, I had my fair share of bearings under my belt. To navigate (with an old school map and compass,

Doom. It’s everywhere. AI is going to take over, bots are driving us apart. Don’t make the mistake of browsing the comments section under a video, picture or article! Foreign interference. Left vs Right. East vs West. Simply put… Hate. How to cope in this tit-for-tat world, especially when it seems to be accelerating so damn

I grew up as part of the game-boy generation; back then Tetris was considered a mind-blowing experience. It was revolutionary that we could have an entertainment device in our hot little hands, able to be played when we wanted. Over the proceeding decades, games have got increasingly sophisticated, to the point that at a glance,

I’ve spent a considerable portion of my life asking the question “what’s the point?”  Often I am triggered to ask this sort of question when I don’t understand a predicament I am facing. In my despair, I’ve gone so far as to ask “what’s the point of even living?”  They say it never hurts to

Trying. Striving. Struggling. When we first start upon the path of any applied pursuit, be it self-cultivation, a skill or hobby like learning an instrument, there is no denying that effort is absolutely required. Indeed, effort seems to be rewarded with what seems like progress. And the more effort we apply, the more effort we

We’ve been a bit quiet the last 9-12 months and we are sorry if you have missed us or if we have been slow to respond. Where have we been? Let us bring you up to speed… Traditional Yoga has the lofty goal of enlightenment; freedom from suffering in this lifetime.  Practices like meditation, hatha yoga,

In our online communication, we make big claims. “Life-changing”  “Transformative”  “A journey of rediscovery”  You may have thought we are exaggerating… or that we are sleazing onto you with hubris (or maybe that we are just a pack of wankers?!) We aren’t.  We know what we share works.  We’ve seen the tears, we read the emails,