Welcome back to yoga for term 4, which starts next Monday. With great fortune we live in Western Australia where we can safely go about our lives and enjoy our sunny blue skies.
Despite the community spread of Covid-19 being non existent, please keep in mind the usual social distancing guidelines:
- Keep 1.5 metres apart
- Use hand sanitiser on entry
- Bring your own mat
- Online payment preferred
- Do not come to class if unwell
Where possible floors will be mopped and disinfected prior to class, so we prefer you take shoes off at the door. Make sure you bring socks.
Term 4 starts Monday the 12th of October and runs until Thursday the 17th of December and is a 10 week term.
Full term (10 weeks) $160 First class $19 Casual $22 Second class $10
Zoom only term $130
Remember all classes are live-streamed on zoom, so you can catch up on any missed classes or even do extra classes each week if you wish to (the cost is included in your term fees). If you have paid for the term and aren’t receiving the zoom links each week, but would like to, then please email us and we will put you on the list.There are still spaces in some classes if you would like to attend, but please e-mail or ring first to book in.
New Audio class from Quentin
A new audio class and meditation by Quentin has been posted on the website. See links below or go to the website. All of our other audio classes are still on the site and are a great resource if you wish to practice at home.
Quentin-time to be meditation.
HOW I BECAME A WARRIOR
Once, I ran from fear
so fear controlled me.
Until I learned to hold fear like a newborn.
Listen to it, but not give in.
Honour it, but not worship it.
Fear could not stop me anymore.
I walked with courage into the storm.
I still have fear,
but it does not have me.
Once, I was ashamed of who I was.
I invited shame into my heart.
I let it burn.
It told me, “I am only trying
to protect your vulnerability”.
I thanked shame dearly,
and stepped into life anyway,
unashamed, with shame as a lover.
Once, I had great sadness
buried deep inside.
I invited it to come out and play.
I wept oceans. My tear ducts ran dry.
And I found joy right there.
Right at the core of my sorrow.
It was heartbreak that taught me how to love.
Once, I had anxiety.
A mind that wouldn’t stop.
Thoughts that wouldn’t be silent.
So I stopped trying to silence them.
And I dropped out of the mind,
and into the Earth.
Into the mud.
Where I was held strong
like a tree, unshakeable, safe.
Once, anger burned in the depths.
I called anger into the light of myself.
I felt its shocking power.
I let my heart pound and my blood boil.
Listened to it, finally.
And it screamed, “Respect yourself fiercely now!”.
“Speak your truth with passion!”.
“Say no when you mean no!”.
“Walk your path with courage!”.
“Let no one speak for you!”
Anger became an honest friend.
A truthful guide.
A beautiful wild child.
Once, loneliness cut deep.
I tried to distract and numb myself.
Ran to people and places and things.
Even pretended I was “happy”.
But soon I could not run anymore.
And I tumbled into the heart of loneliness.
And I died and was reborn
into an exquisite solitude and stillness.
That connected me to all things.
So I was not lonely, but alone with All Life.
My heart One with all other hearts.
Once, I ran from difficult feelings.
Now, they are my advisors, confidants, friends,
and they all have a home in me,
and they all belong and have dignity.
I am sensitive, soft, fragile,
my arms wrapped around all my inner children.
And in my sensitivity, power.
In my fragility, an unshakeable Presence.
In the depths of my wounds,
in what I had named “darkness”,
I found a blazing Light
that guides me now in battle.
I became a warrior
when I turned towards myself.
And started listening.