Carnac's funny stones!

Most people have heard of Carnac in Southern Brittany, not least as a popular holidaying destination in Southern Brittany, but also for the lines of standing stones crossing the landscape, that also attracts people.

Carnac is the largest megalithic site in the whole world and the megalithic monuments are far older than the ones found in the British Isles or here on Guernsey, albeit ours are very old too. Some of them are also far bigger, amazingly so. And there are an enormous number of them, mind blowing really - the Carnac alignments, the best preserved of the stone avenues, contain today slightly over 3,000 stones alone.

Sadly though, archaeologists have estimated that between 85 and 90% of the megaliths in the area have disappeared today. Not that this stops the estimated 900,000 people who come to visit each year and feel the magic which permits the air as a result of these ancient stones.

The Carnac area displays a variety of different kinds of monuments, some of which we see here on Guernsey:

The Menhir - this comes from the Breton for men = stone and hir = long, and basically means a single stone standing alone or in a single or multiple alignments, or in curves known as cromlech or rectangles known as quadrilaterals or lying on the ground as a recumbent. On of our most famous menhir’s on Guernsey is La Longue Rocque along Les Paysan’s (L’Eree hill) and of course the two Goddess menhir’s at both Castel Church and St Martin’s church.

The dolmen comes from dol = table, which is a chamber or corridor where huge horizontal stones are placed on upright support stones. Most dolmens are covered with a cairn, which is a mound built with small stones. We have covered dolmen’s here, Le Creux at L’Eree, Dehus out near Bordeaux and La Varde up on L’Ancresse Common. Les Trepieds is an uncovered dolmen and probably part of a group of dolmen’s out at Perelle.

The tumulus is an artificial hill, much bigger than a cairn, which had mud and clay applied in layers to make it waterproof.

Carnac is mainly famous for its rows of stones, 4km long which are divided into three sections, albeit there are many dolmens and other exciting stone structures and one could spend a month here and still not properly see it all. I went for a week in June over the summer solstice, with my stone friend and we literally spent each day visiting the most famous sites and some of the less famous sites and even then we didn’t see all of it, not even half of it.

That was my second trip. The first trip was back in 2017 when Elijah was 3 and Eben only 8 months and while we happened to be there for the summer solstice, I didn’t know much about the sun alignments at Carnac back then and while I acknowledged sunrise, I didn’t make any effort to go to any of the actual alignments, which is a shame, as there is one just outside the campsite! Still, we live and learn.

On that trip though, Carnac did begin to guide me, and in the evening I often went out walking on my own with Eben in a pushchair to try to get him to sleep. The campsite was right by the alignments and while I walked beside them, my mission was always to get into the forest where I had chanced upon (or not as the case may be) La Quadrilatere de Manio, a rectangle of neolithic stones that - as it happens - has various sun and moon alignments. There’s a huge menhir there too called le Geant du Manio, and I just couldn’t get enough of it, something kept drawing me back.

In fact I didn’t realise it at the time, but I took a photo through two stones of the huge menhir which stands to the side and this is winter solstice sun rise aligned. I found myself back at this place during my trip this June, on midsummer’s eve, on my own, my friend stayed back at the campsite, I was curious to see if I could find it as easily as I used to - I couldn’t as it happened, mainly because I ignored the wooden pathway they have now created through the forest to connect these neolithic sites on account (we believe) of Carnac trying to obtain UNESCO status.

Anyway, when I finally found the stones, it was approaching - as it happens - sunset, and I sat between those two particular stones and watched the sun setting through the trees, getting eaten alive by mosquitos in the process might I add. It was rather magical though, as I had the place to myself and I saw a deer in the distance (this had happened when I had visited with Eben too), and this neolithic alignment holds a special place in my heart, because it draws me and feels safe, even in the middle of a forest as darkness descends..

But that’s the thing with Carnac, it looks after you, and it will take you on an adventure if you let it. As I wrote earlier, my stone friend really helped me to explore more of the area on our recent trip and experience all sorts of different neolithic structures and I was able to feel the difference in the energy. I was especially excited about all the rock art as this is really a passion, and I will share more of that another time, but for now, a selection of stones which have been shaped to resemble familiar figures to give you a taster:

We are off to Carnac as a family the last week in August and will be there while the whole place gets charged off the full moon - hoping it will recharge us all in the process ahead of the new term! We’re hoping for surf on the Quiberon peninsular too, but I am sure we’ll get to visit a few of the sites and no doubt stumble across some more funny stones, which I’ll share another time.

For those of you keen to experience a dolmen, then the next Song of the Earth session is on Thursday 7th September, more details and to book here.

Love Emma x

Song of the Earth - Our Visit to La Varde Dolmen

I know I’m biased, as I LOVE dolmens, but what a fabulous evening we just had in La Varde up on L’Ancresse common. The dolmen itself was very happy too, jubilant, to be shown such love and care, let alone all the Reiki and heart tuning!

La Varde was the first dolmen I really connected with. I had visited the Le Creux, the fairy cave, previously with my cousin, Yolande who was teaching my mum and I how to dowse and we had quite an experience the three of us and then life carried on.

Then for some reason I started finding myself at La Varde. I don’t know if it was because my friend, Sarah, had shared with me about the winter solstice sun rise alignment, or if I had started visiting before then. I do remember that first winter solstice visiting numerous times and meeting Hazel, the lovely lady who discovered this alignment. She shared with me various rock art in the dolmen and that gave me even more of a reason for visiting.

I love rock art. I was just looking through my photos from Carnac over the summer solstice and realising how many photos I have of the plethora of rock art in the dolmens there, let alone the many stones which have been shaped to loo like real living entities, whether animal or otherwise. I’ll have to post some next time I get the chance.

But anyway, Guernsey is rich in rock art. I was in the Dehus recently and was reminded of this, as it features the world famous ‘Le Gardien du Tombeau’ carving on the underside of one of the capstones. And then we have the two famous Goddess statues, one at St Martin’s Church and one at Castel Church. Which makes me wonder why more is not made of the fabulous Goddess carvings in La Varde, let alone the male member…

I showed the ladies this evening, so no doubt the dolmen will have a few extra for sunrise on the winter solstice this year. Mind you it’s gotten very busy in recent years. The first time I went and was fortunate to see it ‘going off’ there was only a handful of us. It was the same the year after. But then others heard about it, and last year it was standing room only with someone even live streaming from the dolmen around the world. This year I managed to get it to myself, because even though it might look cloudy, by some magic the sun sometimes just appears…that’s the thing with dolmens, they contain a magic, you just have to believe in it.

Tonight was magic for me and hopefully for some of the other ladies. Each lady used a rod to dowse her own stone to sit against, maybe sharing with another, because sometimes that stone has knowledge to impart to more than one and Reiki to receive from more than one too (not that you had to be Reiki attuned to attend, or give Reiki even if you are attuned, but the stones love receiving Reiki if you do have Reiki hands…).

We then practised some breathing exercises before sitting in silent mediation, absorbing the energy from the dolmen and listening to whatever it might like to share - not that you necessarily pick up on this in the moment, sometimes the information ‘downloads’ later. Then I got to share my crystal singing bowl which is attuned to the third eye, and various other sound instruments.

I was sat towards the back of the dolmen and by all accounts the sound reverberated around the dolmen. The rain stick was soothing and really did encourage that feeling of safety, because that is one of the feelings you get in dolmens - at least if you can get beyond the idea of them being burial chambers because while they may well have been used as burial chambers at some point in their lifetime but they were certainly not built just to bury the dead, they are wombs that shift consciousness and heal (and if you don’t believe me, go and sit in there for an hour or so and see how different you feel afterwards).

Sadly because of this connection with death, people often approach dolmens with some fear. Thus I am really grateful to you ladies who joined me this evening for having the curiosity and indeed the courage to set all that aside and come and experience the joy of sitting in a dolmen! Thank you also for leaving your phones outside - the stones have lots of quartz in them, helping them to amplify energy. Mobile phones carry lots of EMF, which is detrimental to our health and wellbeing so its best not to take them into dolmens or you are just amplifying that negative energy and causing yourself more harm than good.

I’m definitely feeling the boost from being in the dolmen and from the various practices we shared, and of course the singing bowl does always make me feel happy. I’d like to do another session again at some point so if it sounds like something you’d be keen to join then keep an eye out. The earth has a song to sing just for you and dolmens help you to hear it!

Love Emma x

Walking our talk and seeing both sides

I hope all of you are well. August is always a bit of a funny month because we are out of the usual schedule and the energy becomes all dispersed and fragmented, the pace slows a little and there’s a general distraction in the air, especially if we have visitors and family members hosting annual catch-ups.

It’s a brilliant time though, not least to enjoy the beach (when it’s not lashing with wind and rain, ha) but also to catch up at home with clearing out stuff that the children/family have outgrown. That’s as long as we don’t over schedule catch ups and playdates, which I am trying not to do because I have realised that these make me stressed, not least all the chatter, but the always having to be somewhere when really we just enjoy, the boys and I, going with the flow a bit.

The trouble is, that I’m not a fan of human time, I’m pretty good at being on time when I’m teaching, but I’m pretty rubbish at it otherwise. I haven’t worn a watch since I was a teenager, and I don’t currently have a phone (yep, that’s two lost to water damage, quite beyond my control, over the last two months, clearly my body doesn’t like phones - so actually any of you trying to get me by phone it’s pointless, albeit I do have another dumb one on order…) so time is not something I’m particularly aware of, and I always feel there’s more time available to me than there actually is, so I am notoriously late for play dates and general catch ups.

I have tried to make it a work in progress. I remember reading a book once where the author suggested that being late indicated a lack of interest in the person you are intending to meet - a rudeness and indifference, I suppose an arrogance too. This is not my intention in my lateness, I just always try to cram too much into the time available to me, simple as that, and, like I say, I struggle to fit myself into our human concept of time, it ruins one’s flow, with all its edges and angles.

It’s kind of funny, like a cosmic joke, that E is obsessed with time. He loves watches and the stop watches especially. The boys get regular count downs, for dinner, for the bath, for transitions. In theory it’s great, helps them prepare for the next activity but for me it is really irritating, especially when I find myself on the receiving end of a 10 minute count down, in the bath for example, prior to the children joining me! It used to drive me mad, being allocated 10 minutes in the bath, because I am someone who could spend a whole hour in the bath if I get stuck into reading a book - which I did the other night, just couldn’t get myself out the bath. I have therefore learned that it is best to bath on my own after the children have gone to bed, if I intend to chill out in it without being timed!

Time is therefore something which is a regular conversation in our household, E’s obsession with it and incredible timelines, and my complete lack of it. I do sympathise with him, it must be very painful not knowing for sure exactly when I might be home, as much as it is painful for me, feeling the pressure to keep to a time when I might just want to flow a bit. Somewhere in the middle we find a happy medium - or at least we do now after 15 years of living together - this mainly because we realise the other is unlikely to change and we are far more accepting of that!

This feeds nicely into my themes of the week, seeing things from both sides and walking our talk.

A few times this week I have found myself hearing both sides of the story of a disagreement or judgement between two parties, to the extent that I have to accept that the universe is trying to teach me something because some of the situations have been totally random with people on the other side magically appearing after me having not seen them for years and them offloading their story almost immediately, knowing that I have been told the other side…

I suppose it helps me to realise that remaining neutral is best, and honouring each individual’s need for offloading without becoming attached, nor attacking or defending but just letting it unfold without me having to get myself involved in the judging or the taking of sides. The other thing though, that this has all highlighted, is how much energy we lose when we make our lives one of drama, falling out with others because we are holding on too tightly to our way of seeing things, forgetting that there are multiple different perspectives and we are all trying to do our best in our current circumstances.

Linked in with this, is one of acceptance. A bit like the fact E and I have had to learn to accept that our relationship with time is different and will always remain different, so there is no point getting angry and upset with each other, or for me to roll my eyes when the timer is presented, better just to accept our differences, that we are each more comfortable with our own way of dealing with time and let it be so. Then there’s less aggravation, less roughness and edginess to rub up against and we can live together more harmoniously - in theory anyway!

Like I wrote, the other theme coming up this week has been walking the talk and noticing when we’re not doing that. I have seen this played out in two different ways, albeit all with an emphasis on stepping up and getting out of our way. Some people are really good at doing the talk, whether that be about spiritual teachings or clean living, for example, but not so good at doing the walk and actually living it. There is a lack of alignment therefore between what comes out of their mouth, and the imaginings of their mind, with the reality of how they are actually living and the energy they are putting out into the world.

For example, we know we’re not walking our talk when we have made commitments and not kept them, or we don’t say what we actually mean (we have an inability to say ‘no’ for example), and we don’t do what we say we’ll do, or we hold very high standards for ourself that are difficult to make manifest, and we just keep talking the talk instead. Even worse if we kid ourselves into believing that we are walking our talk, when we’re really not - living an imagined life in our head and another life in our 3D reality.

Furthermore, the trouble with not walking our talk is that we are likely restricting our connection with our authentic selves. This disconnection can lead to feelings of fear and anxiety, creating stress and reducing our capacity to live a more aligned and harmonious life. We can become scared of taking the next step, so we keep talking about it, and in our heads we’re moving towards it, but in reality we’re just a little bit stuck. At some point we have to face our fears, and our sense of not being good enough or our lack of trust and faith in the universe, or whatever it is, and work through it so that we can step beyond the fear to align our head and heart and take that next step to walk more of our truth and make it manifest in our 3D reality.

I see this playing out with people wanting to take the next step and finally start teaching yoga or working a as a Reiki practitioner, for example, or making career changes, or even going back to work after a period of not-working. They have the relevant qualifications and they have done the practise and they tell me that they want to teach and/or practice and/or work again, but they just don’t seem to be able to make it a reality. The words are there but they struggle to walk the talk. Often this is due to imposter syndrome and not feeling good enough or due to a lack of confidence in their ability, and all the other self-depreciating stuff that the mind brings up to keep us safe and yet miserably stuck.

It can also be around a lack of trust and faith in the universe. They might tell you that they trust the universe, and they have the spiritual practices, in place, but when push comes to shove they just don’t believe in it enough to be able to take the plunge, worrying that the support won’t be there, financial or otherwise, and this therefore becomes a stumbling block to their ability to live their truth and make manifest their intention. At some point we do have to put the practice into practice, otherwise the words are empty and the teachings pointless and again, we just stay stuck.

Being stuck is, in my humble opinion, a really horrible feeling, like being a caged bird, wanting to fly free but not able to do so. Often the cage is our own mind. It hates the unknown and the uncertainty, it loathes leaps of faith, would much rather stay stuck where everything is known and certain. The trouble is the heart and soul are really challenged by this because they cannot express more of themselves in the world. And it’s not that we need to be always striving to be better or pushing ourselves to achieve - I really don’t feel we should be doing either of these things - it’s more so that we’re not able to be honest with ourselves or live authentically therefore.

Other than coming for spiritual life coaching to help work through blocks, whether those be mental, emotional or simply limiting beliefs, which literally limit and reduce confidence, I find it helps to remind people how much they are depriving others of their gifts by not stepping up and sharing whatever it is they could offer to the world - in Reiki we pop this under the principle of having gratitude for their work and earning their living honestly, and in yoga this would come under the yamas of ‘Satya’ truthfulness and ‘Asteya’, non-stealing. Because if we deprive others of something they could benefit from, like yoga and Reiki, then we are essentially stealing from them and we’re also stealing from ourself too, our truth at least.

As an example, one of my friend’s was desperate to teach yoga but was really struggling to be able to make it a reality as she didn’t believe that any one would want to come to her classes and she worried that she didn’t have as much to offer as a teacher who was more experienced, such as me. Of course this is all nonesense, we have to start somewhere, including me, I had to start somewhere, at the very beginning, and then we build on that.

Furthermore, people come to us for their reason and the people who go to my friend’s yoga classes are likely to be different to the people who come to mine. My friend and I teach different style of yoga, we have different energy, we have different life experience, we have different friends and wider community, she’s going to attract those from her her various circles and who align with her energy and what she has to share from her life experience and what they can learn from her, and I am going to attract those from my circles who align with my energy and from my life experiences and what they can therefore learn from me (and obviously we are learning from our students too - they each teach us something, it works two ways).

It’s important that we are all different, and allowed to be different - encouraged to celebrate our differences - because it gives others permission to be different too - for each of us to feel increasingly comfortable being our authentic selves. Which is the reason there are always two sides to every story, because we are all different, we think differently, and I believe that once we appreciate this, it helps us to appreciate all the various perspectives in this reality and let go of holding on to only one version of this, so that we are less likely to take sides and therefore feed dis-harmony, seeking the harmony and the balance, of holding both tensions simultaneously and letting it all be.

It’s worth highlighting this - we do think differently. Sometimes we think we all think the same so we hold people up to our way of thinking and our high expectations of them based on our thinking, but really we all think differently. From the moment we were born our lives have been different and we have each been shaped differently by them, even in the same family we are all having a different experience of being in that family and our experience of life generally will therefore be different and our memories definitely so.

So the point is we need to get our thinking mind out of the way. And come back to heart. We each have something to share with the world. By getting going with her teaching of yoga, my friend made yoga more accessible to her friends, family members and wider community. They felt much more conformable starting yoga with her because they knew her and therefore the whole experience was less stressful than joining a class where they didn’t know the teacher or the other students. Obviously it’s different for some - they might like to go to a teacher they don’t know, and it’s wonderful therefore, to have the choice.

There is another side to this of course and it is the pressure we place on ourselves to be the person we feel we have to be to teach yoga or be a Reiki practitioner, for example. I was a victim of this in the earlier days and I definitely write about this in one of my books, probably the latest one, From Darkness Comes Light. When I first starting teaching yoga, and especially as I had spent the best part of five months immersed in the Byron Bay yoga scene, I felt I had to be a certain way - that my body needed to be super trim and lithe, that my mind needed to be settled and calm and that I needed to basically have all my sh*t sorted. Ha!

The reality was that I was still smoking sneaky roll-ups given the chance and harbouring an eating disorder hidden under the guise of clean living, I was also incapable of sitting still for meditation and much preferred jumping around my mat trying to master headstand jump backs than focusing on the quality of my breathing or reading the Yoga Sutras or other spiritual texts.

I was also always giving myself a really hard time, I was absolutely my own worst enemy, I had these high exceptions of who I should be, and was therefore always holding myself up because of my inability to meet these high standards and each time I gave myself a hard time (which would happen frequently throughout the day) then my inner toxicity levels increased, my spirit flagged and my poor heart would close down, feeding my old patterns of depression.

Furthermore, this all fed my imposter syndrome and affected my confidence - who was I to feel I could teach others yoga and help others to heal when I was struggling to heal old ingrained patterns in myself? Who was I thinking I could help others find their way to better wholeness and authenticity when i was struggling to experience this for myself and accept who I was with all perceived faults? Well the truth is, it is all a journey and we never reach a destination, so the sooner we let go of this and our high ideals, the better for ourselves and everyone else in our life, especially those nearest, dearest and closest, who suffer as result of our poor relationship with self and our high ideals which we may hold them up to too.

What I finally realised at the root of all this was how much I didn’t like myself, how much I - no one else - was causing my own pain, how it wasn’t about my relationship with my parents or my friends or my extended family but about my relationship with myself. Of course I kept blaming others, just like I blamed my past, but really, at the end of the day, it was just that I needed to befriend myself, learn to love myself and therefore let go of the inner critic who was much noisier than the kinder aspect of myself and was always on guard, narrating my life and highlighting my various perceived sort comings.

I tell you what, if there is one gift yoga and Reiki gift me, and there are many, then it is the easing of the voice of the inner critic which used to control my life to the extent that I wasn’t able to eat a single meal without that critic joining me and commenting on every morsel that passed my lips. That inner critic (the ego then) was very much in control of me back then but thankfully has eaed over time and while the journey of self-love is ongoing, there are always deeper levels, there is love where once there was only hatred - as many of you will have read from my book From Darkness Comes Light where I write about my self loathing to the extent that I wanted to kill msyelf, and indeed slice off my tummy at some point - one should never underestimate the toxicity of our own inner critic - who needs enemies when we have our self-depreciating ego!).

At the end of the day we are all doing our best. The sooner we appreciate this in ourselves the better. Otherwise we end up fragmented. There’s the high ideal of how we should be living our lives stuck in our heads and the reality and it is very exhausting trying to live a lie, trying to cover up who we truly are for others to perceive us as we want to be perceived - and yet this too a fallacy as we cannot control how others think or how they perceive us so it is all a ridiculous waste of energy. Furthermore , if as teachers we are not living authentically, then how can we expect others to live authentically too, we have to give others permission, by being true.

A note here - when we put teachers on pedestals then we need to be careful. If they are giving the impression that they have all their sh*t sorted, then be discerning. It’s very easy, believe me, to live up in our upper chakras giving then impression that we’re all spiritual and have all our stuff sorted, quite another to live in the nitty gritty of the lower chakra here on Planet Earth in THIS incarnation - not when we were a mermaid or a general in the Second World War…

More often than not though, the teacher is being true and real, just that we pop them on a pedestal, which is dangerous because at some point they in their humanness and honestness will fall off it and we will find ourselves bereft and have no one else to blame but ourself for putting them up there in the first place - please never put me on a pedestal, I’m very human, I drink tea, I get angry at then children from time to time, I feel hopeless about the state of the planet and I still sometimes give myself a hard time!

I cannot tell you the relief when I went on a Yoga Therapy course in Vancouver a few years after I started teaching yoga and dark chocolate and tea were offered as snacks, moving away from the idea that the diet had to be absolutely clean to practice and teach yoga and the teacher herself was just living her life in her way without feeling the pressure to conform to the ‘yoga teacher’ ideal which I had crafted in my head.

This follows when I studied with Uma Dinsmore-Tuli and she was her beautiful authentic self with all her radical opinions, not trying to people please, but just being her wonderful outspoken self and with her chocolate and date offerings (albeit organic and dark). Both experiences, of this true authenticity, helped to set me free from the ideals in my mind and I realised how damaging the quasi-spiritual communities can be promoting a false idea of spirituality where we have to be something other than who we are, merely feeding more of the patriarchal conditioning of striving and achievement and being anywhere but where we are right now, in this moment.

Because true spirituality takes place in the here and now with all its messiness, not in the imagined idea of who we should be or who we want to be sometime in the future when we have sorted our sh*t. Because if there is one thing I have learned along this path, is that we never do sort our sh*t because life has a habit of throwing challenges our way, and obstacles and life is life, we keep on living it, and all we can do is keep learning from it and making more conscious choices and continuously letting go of whatever is not helpful and living more of our truth instead, warts and all. And this is the other thing - authenticity means living with all parts of ourselves included, even those aspects we don’t particularly like.

Which brings me back to seeing both sides of the same story - we embrace this within ourselves too, we are all these things, the yin and the yang, the light and the dark, the challenge is in letting it all be and keeping the balance - inner harmony - and not, therefore, setting unrealistic expectations or high ideals. It is also about choice and the choices we are making for ourselves and others and whether these are in alignment with our truth.

Which then brings me back to walking our talk and being authentic and true and remembering that every day, with every move we make (or don’t), we are creating, reinforcing or expanding and contracting our spirit and the image we have of ourselves. And since our self image determines our experiences in the world, we do need to be careful. What are we putting out about ourselves? We need to choose wisely, we might talk a good talk, but are we walking a good walk? Are we thriving? Or could we be doing things differently and with greater alignment?

At the end of the day only we know if we are being honest and living our truth and only we can be the change we seek, overcoming the obstacles and limitations we have constructed, which prevent us walking or best walk and integrating all aspects of ourselves and befriending (or trying to befriend) the bits we don’t like on the path to wholeness.

This has all been an interesting enquiry and I am grateful to them universe for ushering it in. I’m trying to become more conscious of the words coming out my mouth, the promises to the children, for example, and whether I am making them manifest - which is why I find myself now having to go to the bed shop to look at the mattresses I have been promising... All of this of course without giving myself a hard time but just awareness. So too trying to remain neutral, remembering there are two sides to every story and we’re not all perfect, that perfection doesn’t exist so to let go of those ridiculous high ideals. It’s all just about awareness, and living more of our potential and truth on this beautiful planet.

Happy rest of week!

Love Emma x

Our choices

I just wanted to share the Tusli flowers with you. Last year the plants didn’t flower so it was a real treat to see the in the garden the last few days. As is often the case, it really is the simple things in life which bring the most joy!

I also wanted to share my beans. Not many beans as you can see. Which makes me have even more respect for all the people who grow all the food that I and my family eat - especially the lovely man who sells his produce just up the road from us, which keeps us going many weeks of the year. I feel as a society we are very much disconnected from nature and from the source of our food stuff, and I know how much better I feel when I eat food which has been grown and made with love. We are lucky here with our hedge veg, making fresh fruit and vegetables accessible and affordable, not everyone is so fortunate.

I was talking with my best friend up in Edinburgh the other day who was saying that since Brexit the supply chains to the supermarkets near where she lives continue to be affected. But more than that, the escalation in food prices, does mean that food is pricier, especially fresh fruit and vegetables. As a consequence lower income families have no choice but to buy cheaper processed food and as we all know this doesn’t promote immune function or wellness.

In fact I was alarmed to read in this article, which I shared on the Facebook page, and which you can read here, about processed food and the connection between eating them and rising cancer rates in you get people. In the articles it reads:

“As Dr Chris van Tulleken has written, we are becoming ultra-processed people. More than 80% of the processed food sold in Britain is considered unsafe for marketing to children by the World Health Organization.”

It’s a crazy world that people can make money from selling products that actually harm and kill people. And that ignorance means that people eat said food products without realising the harm they may be causing to themselves in the process. Not forgetting of course that people trust others to have their welfare at heart when they don’t, because money is all that is important to many people - money motivates our choices in so many ways, some awful and some helpful…always an interesting enquiry for each of us, our relationship with money and what we will do for it and how we spend it and the implication collectively.

Another enquiry is what we eat and why we eat it. How much is produced in factory without any life force and how much is grown in the earth. Not forgetting that even if it is grown in the earth that doesn’t mean it’s grown safely and cleanly. Has it been grown with chemicals and des it contain any love? And how do we prepare the food we eat and how do we eat, consciously or unconsciously?

Anyway, we have Lughnasadh on Tuesday, the first grain harvest when traditionally people celebrated by making bread and having a merry old time together. I’ll be celebrating with some of you at a Yoni Yoga class - there are still some spaces so please sign up here if you’d like to join me.

It happens to coincide with the full moon too, which i am told is a super full moon on account f the moon’s closeness to Earth. It means we’ll feel everything that much more and there is a lot of collective agitation in the air…

So happy Lughnasadh and full moon and if I don’t see you before, see you on the other side!

Love Emma x

Lihou!

Well that was some three month squish since the last solar eclipse back in April, ending, or so it felt with this month’s new moon last Monday. Not that it was felt immediately, the new moon was intense and Tuesday was pretty big, calmness slowly returning Wednesday onwards with the wax.

We were in Lihou when peace and harmony retuned and it might have been enhanced because we were over there, getting away from it all, the joy of Lihou is that you can literally do that, when the tide comes up and the causeway is covered, you really are on your own little island and one without WIFI, such bliss, specially when you only have a dumb phone and can’t access 4G, hoorah for that!

I actually borrowed an EMF reader from a friend recently and was quite disturbed by how high the frequency emitted from not only a phone but from this laptop that I’m writing this on. The iPads are pretty intense too, the WIFI box is sky high. It’s worrying that we place laptops on laps and we place phones in pockets and bras, attracting all that EMF into our bodies. There’s a lesson in there for all of us who use these devices - stay away as much as you can!

Anyway, Lihou is a blessing and I’m grateful that the opportunity presented itself to stay for two nights and enjoy the company of friends who also appreciate this beautiful island. Admittedly the house could really do with some TLC, each time I go I say I will never go again because it can feel so dirty, but this time it didn’t bother me so much, I was just grateful for the opportunity to retreat and enjoy the peace - this time we ensure there were less of us, last year it was busy and therefore not quite so peaceful.

We managed swims in the Venus Pool, having it all to ourselves before and after the causeway opened, and more swimming in the sea from the beach opposite the house. There were two seals out there one morning. The other morning was spent trying to care for a dying gannet. I was told that 75% of the gannet colony off Alderney has died of bird flu this year and there were concerns that this gannet had it too, but tests by the States Vet showed it died of something else. It was sad of course but we felt very privileged to be able to get so close to such a marvellous bird in our quest to feed and care for it.

We watched the sun set into the sea the first night up on the top at the magic stones, or so they feel to me. The second night we had a fire on the pebbles having collected a whole heap of fire wood from the beaches that morning. It was lovely to sit and watch the many seagulls and it made me long to hear what they communicate to each other, they are certainly noisy and there were far more of them than I remember, maybe I’m confusing it with Herm but I seem to remember oyster catchers in the past and this time there were none. There were many kestrels though and lots of little birds who will go unidentified I’m afraid!

There is also a plethora of butterflies on Lihou currently, some really beautiful blue and mauve ones. In fact it really did feel like butterfly heaven, they clearly love the unspoilt wildness of the terrain and these beautiful yellow flowers which may be liver wort but don’t quote me on that!

The children were completely feral and free, and I enjoyed the freedom of this too and being able to practice yoga outside with views of the birds and the sea, and to be able to potter, read books, prepare food, chatter, go for walks and spend time alone if one chose. I cannot recommend it enough and I think we all returned to Guernsey feeling infinitely calmer than when we left and fortunately that feeling has continued and I hope it might continue on as the summer holidays take us to a gentler flow, albeit the weather could do with warming a little!

I guess really what I’m trying to say is that the soul has been nourished and the heart warmed after all the drama and chaos of the last few months has settled and the re-alignment clearer and the path ahead clearer too. The universe always knows best and we are always best to get out of our own way and flow with it, but it is very challenging when we feel we are being challenged and therefore we try to control things only to know that really we need to let go, but not knowing what are letting go into and struggling because we are up against our conditioning that encourages us to make everything known and certain and therefore, often boring, because we compromise the soul and become increasingly stagnant. Phew.

It’s all about the flow. And knowing when we have boxed ourselves. Which I did for a while there, blaming the universe but really it was my own mind trying to figure things out, but obviously the mind can only work on what has happened previously so it might try to do more of that and we’ll wonder why we feel so urghhh and heavy and depressed, or it might send these ridiculous imaginings of the future, which cause us to drop into fear because we don’t know and we imagine and frequently the mind imagines worst case scenario, another urge and anxiety. Better still to stop going backwards and stop going forwards and live in the moment…time is such a killer for the soul.

I’m currently re-reading the Tao Te Ching, which is a book about the way and the power of the way and I love this particular chapter called Being Quiet

Being quiet

Brim-fill the bowl,

it’ll spill over.

Keep sharpening the blade,

you’ll soon blunt it.

Nobody can protect

a house full of gold and jade.

Wealth, status, pride,

are their own ruin.

To do good work, work well, and lie low

is the way of the blessing.

I feel like Being Quiet and being quiet with others in healing and sacred and gentle space. I have a session on Tuesday for those who are free, called Spiritual Rejuvination to calm the mind, release tension from the body, uplift the spirt and nourish the soul with breath, movement, resting and sound. We will incorporate some yogic breathing exercises with some very gentle movement (you can sit in a chair if easier), followed by a Yoga Nidra (guided relaxation) and a sound bath, where you can lie/sit back and immerse yourself in the healing vibration of sound - all welcome book here https://www.beinspiredby.co.uk/events-calendar/spiritual-rejuvenation

It is time to be quiet within ourselves, making the most of all this season has to offer, filling up on Vitamin D and all this bountiful harvest - I say that and all I have harvested since Lihou is one courgette, one bean and a handful of spinach and kale, but not to worry, they were yummy and I’m grateful just for them. Still we have another week until Lughnasadh and the celebration of the first harvest, I have a class for that too, see here, https://www.beinspiredby.co.uk/events-calendar/yoni-yoga-lughnasadh

New beginnings have found me now having started the Spiritual Life Coaching and I am available on an ongoing basis for those of you who need a little bit of help, combining my love of Reiki, Yoga, Ayurveda and all things spiritual…You can read more here https://www.beinspiredby.co.uk/spiritual-life-coaching

Have a lovely week.

A huge thank you to Kristin Rathje for her brilliant photos and photography. I took the one of the fire, Kristin kindly took all the rest!

Love Emma x