Dru Yoga, Shiatsu & Well Being Costa Rica

Deeply touched by this generous review that I found in my inbox today. Thank you so much Brittany. 🙏🏼
I hope it inspired you to reconnect with your practice. Do come back whenever you are in CR again. 💗

“A flame is so fragile that even the slightest breeze can blow it out. But the same breeze can urge that small flame to grow into a huge unextinguishable blaze.
We all have a flame within us and it is up to each one of us to feed that flame, no matter how small it may be, until it becomes an eternal fire that can never be put out. Once we make our own flame strong we become capable of lighting other flames and spreading the light all over the world.” from The Secret Power of Light by M. Patel.

I dedicated yesterday’s class to the poet Andrea Gibson, a beautiful soul who left their body on Monday, RIP. Thank you for your poems ♥️

Gracias por tu iniciativa Patty y gracias a todos los que participaron.🙏🕉🧘‍♀️🧘

Nos vemos en el mat mañana!
See you on the mat tomorrow!

Nos vemos el sábado 21 de junio, de 9am a 2:30pm para celebrar el Día Internacional de yoga! En Villa Deportiva Escazú.

Celebremos este 21 de junio el Día Internacional del Yoga 2025, a partir de las 9:00am hasta las 2:30pm. Agradeciendo el apoyo de la Embajada de la India y Cria. Evento Gratuito, por fa completar el form para reservar tu espacio 👉🏻 https://forms.gle/4EkGN8ncvQHSXr8bA PD puedes ir a una clase o todo el día y disfrutar del evento completo. Dirección Villa Deportiva Escazú 👉🏻https://waze.com/ul/hd1u0mkyhq Nos vemos para compartir y celebrar juntos 🕉️ #diainternacionaldelyoga #yoga #conscienciaespiritual #vinyasa

Hiroshima Mon Amour. I was introduced to this cinematic masterpiece in my late 20’s by my then partner, a filmmaker, and was mesmerized by it.
Little did I know that not long after I would meet a Japanese man and have a daughter with him and some 30 years later I would travel to Japan and visit Hiroshima…
Fast travel through time and space and half way around the world and I am back in Costa Rica. My physical body is, but my mind is still savouring, still processing so many impressions, still lingering in Hiroshima.
As I came out of the Peace Memorial Museum I was mute from the emotional impact and somehow in slowmotion followed the way through the park past the monument, the eternal flame, past the children’s monument and to the Atomic Bomb Dome, the only structure left standing where the first atomic bomb exploded on 6th August 1945.
To then ponder by the riverside on the horror of what took place there and so many futile other horrors that continue to take place in the world.
The river has kept flowing and around the city are the mountains like silent sentinels watching over the city. Six branches of the river Ōta flow through the city (giving it its name City of Water) culminating in the bay of Hiroshima with its numerous islands.
Today, after its total reconstruction, this city has a lightness, a sense of spaciousness about it. At least for me the perceiver those days, I enjoyed the wide avenues, the parks and trees, the people on their bikes, the water, mountains, the tram, the breezes from the ocean.
I ponder on the theme of memory in the film Hiroshima Mon Amour.
What does it mean to remember?
How our understanding of the past is often limited. What is the relationship between memory and time? A memory can indeed be like a scar, a permanent marking of a moment of past trauma.
I think about taboo’s, forbidden loves, I think about my grandmother. Yes it is sometimes as horrible to forget as it is to remember? Our past can haunt our present and mostly we are not so well equipped to deal with it.
And yet trauma can lead to rebirth as we can see so well in nature. Nature is our great teacher.

A wonderful weekend of yoga organised by the ‘Asociacion de Yoga’ in celebration of International Yoga Day. Grateful for their hard work.
The restorative yoga class in my studio was a great success. I would like to continue offering that once a month. 🙏🏼🧘🏽‍♀️💗