I’ve spent the last three weeks in a hilltop treehouse on a small tropical island in the Gulf of Thailand. What an exploration of inner and outer worlds it has been! I’ve counselled some beautiful souls on how to eat better and gain more energy naturally, and taught yoga daily at Shambhala, the most beautiful sala on Earth, on the forested grounds of a beach resort.
I've broken through barriers in my personal yoga practice, played with acrobatic yoga, aerial silks, trapeze and capoiera, and swam in the ocean. I’ve also explored my inner world, meditated in forests, ran and hiked in nature, listened to the trees and prayed under the stars. And I’ve realised something that I could only gain perspective on from afar, away from the busy regimen of my current life in Australia.
What I’m about to share with you is extremely personal but I feel many of you are in the same boat, and would benefit greatly from hearing this. Up until recently, I have starved not my body, but my soul. Yes, a nutritionist, starving from the inside out!