I believe in cycles.
I’ve spent the past two weeks with Nico’s family in the Austrian Alps—skiing, cooking, eating kaspressknödelsuppe (cheese dumpling soup), sauna-ing, and cold plunging through the ice of a frozen pond. I haven’t unrolled my yoga mat or opened my computer much, and it’s been exactly what I needed.
I believe in cycles: time for work, time for rest, time for practice, and time to let it all go.
Now, as I think about returning home, I’m looking forward to the quiet sanctuary of my home studio, lighting a candle, the luxury of all my yoga props, and connecting with the rhythm of my breath.
This break reminded me once again that fallow periods aren’t failures—they’re essential. They nourish my creativity, my practice, and my humanity.
Until next Sunday,
Lizzie
Thank you for your sharing. How human of me... of us... for taking a break of almost everything in the last two weeks.
Instead of having a practice on the mat, I practiced loving and laughing with my siblings which is necessary for my heart and my head.
Happy new year ! 🙏🥂
I love that you not only believe in cycles, but embody them. So much fear in stopping… so much love in the pause.