falling back when tired

Sometimes, I am startled out of myself.

"Like this morning, when the wild geese come squawking, flapping their rusty hinges, and something about their trek across the sky made me think about my life, the places of brokenness, the places of sorrow, the places where grief has strung me out to dry. 

And then the geese come calling, the leader falling back when tired, another taking her place.

Hope is borne on wings. 

Look at the trees. 

They turn to gold for a brief while, then lose it all each November.

Through the cold months, they stand, take the worst weather has to offer. 

And still, they put out shy green leaves come April, come May. 

The geese glide over the cornfields, land on the pond with its sedges and reeds.
You do not have to be wise. 

Even a goose knows how to find shelter, where the corn still lies in the stubble and dried stalks. 

All we do is pass through here, the best way we can.

They stitch up the sky, and it is whole again.

 

- Barbara Crooker

This poem resonated with deeply with me, especially as I’ve recently stepped back from working in the actual studios.

 

Like the geese, who instinctively shift positions when one grows tired, I’ve had to let the incredible Nin Yoga team step in and take the lead.

 

It hasn’t always been easy to surrender, as I have taken pride in doing everything myself since what feels like primary school (it's not a skill thing; it's a stubbornness thing!). Still, I’ve been reminded that resilience isn’t about pushing through alone—it’s about trusting the rhythm of life and those around us.

 

Just like the trees that endure winter and bloom again in spring, stepping back has allowed me to find my own renewal.

 

In this spirit, I’d love to share a special Yin Yoga class recording with you, taught by our dearest studio manager Karen for our open day a few weeks back.

 

A gentle reminder to slow down, embrace stillness, and allow yourself to be held, just as nature teaches us to.

 

You can find the recording here.

 

May you find space to rest, restore, and move forward in your own way, you beautiful soul you 

 

Annika xx

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