Tuesday the 30.06.11

I got up early and went for a walk and just skipped breakfast completely. I had an apple and some seeds with me to the rock chapel. Too early to get in to get the key. What I did not know was that there was a note, at the place where you get the key to the chapel. A big black bull is out on the field to make many little cows happy.

I was just wondering checking out the cows, which I passed by nearly every day. One looked a bit big and not so friendly – oh oh he got no tits.

I was right in the middle, hard to make a choice, I started sprinting at once. The bull started charging and I started screaming, oh what a sight that was. I smelled his breath. This proved Yogies can run.

Needless to say I did survive, just to tell the tale( obvious ly not right away. Amagine having such a cool story and having to sit there chuckling at youself.

This time my pen took me well back in time to a time that I cherish, the time I met my God, the time I tasted the divine. I said my grateful thanks to it and meditated for a little while.

It just kept flowing I nearly missed lunch, and the sun came out to play.

I sat in the garden and played around, with the past the now and the future.

I contorted myself into strangest positions and my body kept screaming: ‘BACK BENDS is what I want to do, come on give it a shot.’

I got most humbled in my practice over 10 years ago. When I went to India for my training course, a student helper adjusted me in a full bridge, just pulling me up form above. I heard a big noise and fell to the ground and my back bends were never the same again

There we go – you want it – you get it!

I was nice and warm from the previous work, so I just stood up with the back to the hill. I took a big breath and lifted my arms and arched back, when I breathed out. I stayed for a while and felt how it did and then lifted my hands in the air letting the breath flow using my bandhas . I gently and controlled was guided safely to the ground behind me. It felt just fantastic the controle i felt! After a while I sank to the floor and felt like newly born.

I rested a while with my feet up the hill and my body reclined down the grass. Reminded me of my beloved inversion table at home.

Time flew that day and it was nearly dinner, I did another round in the labyrinth. It was great and made me feel good, nothing as dramatic as the first time. I had a feeling I would like to come here to Beuno’s every year to charge up and clear my mind. After the walk on the magical path I knew I will not come back here.

There was a daily quiet prayer time, just after dinner in the chapel. I once went before to say my thanks and to ask for protection of my loved ones. I missed them today, my heart felt heavy. I knew they were just fine. The communion with the ‘retreaters’ felt really good today.

Not even 2 more days and I am on my way home.

Another great sun set, a little more clear. I did 20 minutes at least. I love the clouds, what would a sunset be without? The pink rimmed dark clouds, the fairy like mist. Ahh, nice.

Wednesday the 1.06.11

A big day I got up bright and bushy tailed, not hungry. I went through the routine of breakfast but only managed a slice of bread with avocado and an oat drink and I really did not need it.

I thought I would be ravenous comes lunch.

I finished Tobias I finished the painting and I got his kind smile, maybe slightly aged, but not bad at all.

And I finished my masterpiece, I typed it all up:

75 paragraphs

4 line each – 300 lines

10 pages

Impressive to read, even worth to publish, but what it meant to me. No one else can feel, what it feels inside of me. I make space for the new. It was an overdue house clean. A clarity not from me. I am free to choose my future.

Thank you Divine, and thank you God, as it was your house in which I rested. The grounds the air, the forest, the cows all wrapped up perfectly for me.

The day passed with sun shine and I loved every minute, marvelled by the work unfolding on my lap top now.

Yes, I did get a sun gaze and I am happy to stop here. I do not intend to loose any weight, yet what a pleasurable diet. I like the food that the earth provides, I do not need the galactic soup. I did a good 30 min. and I went for a walk, along to the labyrinth garden.

What I found there was wonderful, I managed to completely forgive.

I did move along one step at a time, only a brief pause in the centre, I knew I needed to just keep walking to leave the past behind me.

I felt wonderful when it was done, all the stars aligned around me. I totally forgot the email I got form the Celestine timings. I usually do not pay much attention, it is a lot of crazy stuff., but the 1.06.11 stood out very clearly for me. The time was 21.07 pm when the planets align and I looked at the clock and it just turned 21.10.

I do not think one could spend this magical time any better, then letting go of what’s long overdue.

A blood red sun sunk into the sea on my way home to the cottage.

Thursday 02.06.11

I slept till 9am, gosh , guess I was not very hungry. I usually get up at 7 latest to do my Yoga and that feels like a big lie in to me.

I had a bowl of muesli and was most amused, when Simon my room made took a shower and the electricity went off. There he stood still covered in soap, wrapped up in a towel. I was so busy writing again, I’m sorry I was not of much help, Simon.

My final piece a poem for St. Beuno’s inspired by my lesson last night. Topped with the meeting with Anne, my director for the time. We did not have any meetings  since starting silence, notes were passed most days.

I thanked her for her kindness and shared my experience with her.

She did what she had promised, she held my space for me, for me to just unfold in silence.

She looked after all my primitive needs so I could focus on spirit. St. Beuno’s was a protector to me and my little cottage.

I did get some lunch, it was made with love and care.

Jill really is an angel, she just does not know it yet.

She has the greatest job of all at St. Beuno’s and can’t quite see that yet.

I told her she feeds the people – and this is the biggest job on earth.

Get inspired by it, than food is truly God. It enters all the people and transforms into them.

If One would truly want to change the world?

I would bless all the food there is.

‘A safe place to BE – a safe place to ASK.

The walls thick like a fortress, a castle .

The grounds drenched in peoples prayers.

The air filled with answers and insights.

The sun is the sign of letting go

blood red and yet so peaceful,

when your work is done.’

It was strange talking afterwrds at the breakfast table, you did not know anyone really yet connected so deeply.

All be blessed thank you for journeying with me

Namaste

Simone

Autumn Yoga workshop with Simone Moir

Friday 28. 10.2011 – Sunday30.10.2011

The 3 pillars of yoga

holistic workouts – holistic stretches – holistic relaxation

double bedrooms single occupancy – £290 (£100 deposit)

couples sharing double bedroom – £230 each (£150 deposit)

food and board, yoga tuition, lecture, leisure facilities, recipes, hand outs

(massages and beauty treatments are extra – limited spaces)

At the tranquil Eco Yoga Retreat, embedded right in the lap of mother nature

Just 2 1/2 hours from Glasgow city centre – yet in the secluded,

remote Highlands of Scotland.

At Inverliever Lodge is 30 miles south of Oban on the north side of Loch Awe.

Inverliever Lodge Ford, Lochgilphead, Argyll PA31 8RH www.ecoyoga.org

Yoga means Union of Body – Mind – Soul

Connect your Yoga practise to make it an experience for Body, Mind and Soul.

Experience organs in the poses with organ sounds and awareness exercises.

Simple energy flows to check in and recharge.

Spoiling yourself with Wild bathing, Sweat Lodge, Hot Tubs or additional massages on offer.

Yummy alkaline balanced vegetarian cuisine including all recipes.

The flow of the weekend

Friday

14.00 onwards afternoon arrival

Time to get to know each other over a cup of tea.

Check into your room, check out sauna’s, pools and grounds

16.00 Connect your pose to the body

2 hr afternoon orientation yoga practise

including trishty work, pranayama session

Organ sounds introduction, guided meditation.

Book in for body work, massage sessions for the weekend.

19.00 All is allowed BYO evening buffet

( everyone brings a little yummy dish to share )

Wine, cheese you name it

we will balance it out the next morning.

Saturday

7.00 optional warm herbal / detox wake up drink

7.30 Morning Yoga practise 1 ½ hrs of Yang practise.

Experience focus and strength

9.30 Breakfast

time free to enjoy the treats on offer, walks, pamper or reading time.

12.30 Lunch & siesta

16.00 Optional 1hr lecture on Doshas – what do they mean to me

mini Vata/ Pitta /Kapha routine for your home

17.00 Evening yoga practise.1 ½ hrs of Yin Yoga practise

mindfulness in the stretches

including guided meditation

Sunday

7.00 optional warm herbal / detox wake up drink

7.30 Yoga practise

1 ½ hrs of Yang practise.

Experience focus and strength

9.30 Breakfast

Free time to enjoy the treats on offer

12.30 Lunch & siesta

14.00 travellers yoga practise

1/12 hrs of a balanced Vata Yoga practise

including pranayama and relaxation

The team for this workshop will be composed of:

Simone Moir Yoga therapist and Mentor Anne McWilliam Holistic cooking

Massage therapies (not confirmed ) Nick Loening Facilitator egoyoga.org

For more info call 07789813481 or send an e-mail to yoga@myoneonone.com

Monday the 30.05.11

I was up early, did my Yoga thing and had breakfast.

Another day visiting the art room, this time for the bigger challenge, Tobias.

It took me more than 2 hours to get the bearings right.

I had lunch, I had a walk

I revisited him many times. First he looked ancient, then just a little old. His smile, I just could not get, he looked criminal and shafty. His head, eyes and ears were easy, I love them.  I was not sure what that tried to tell me, but the answer came as soon as I asked.

I put the letter in the box – time to sleep. I am so exhausted here. I seem to make up for the full 1 year that William barely allowed me to sleep back in 2006/2007

I was once again drawn to the paper, this time my pen light and ready to dance.

I wrote about where I came from and the different stations where I stopped, it all came out in rhyme form, not actually rhyming but in verses and paragraphs. I wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote, right up till dinner time. My head kept just on writing. Enough for one day for sure.

So I asked for a pause and I got it.

That night the sky lid up for only a little while, but time enough for me to try some sun gazing. Finally I contemplated for some months now. I did my research and knew what to do and managed 15 minutes till the clouds laid their veil gently over it. Bizarre and hard to describe. My eyes first squinting to adjust, soon became adjusted and relaxed. It was like a little rbown lens was put over most of the body of the sun. Like looking through a monocular maybe, but I looked with both eyes.

I wonder if the theory is right that sun gazing is as good as eating food, I did not taste a thing anyhow. So treated myself to some lovely dark chocolate.

Sunday, 29.05.11

The second day came to an end and only now I have noticed, that I have arrived in ME.

The trivial chatter is getting less, do I already run out of things to say? IMPOSSIBLE I never stopp talking.

I put some nice clothes on and a bit of make up and contemplated that, rather than doing it unconsciously.

I had something to eat and went for a walk along the grounds, just as long as the weather held off.

It has been quite rainy, but nevertheless got plenty of walking done.

The grounds are amazing and the house like a castle, drenched in peoples prayers.

I went back to my new home the art space, I seemed to have claimed my space, next to others dipping in and out, still busy being in their minds.

Another canvas, another picture filled my heart with joy. Williams ‘breitmaul Frosch’ smile it sat with me till I picked up the brush and painted. I had a little pic on my mobile phone which inspired me. WOW two hours later, I nearly missed lunch and there it was right before me, I did it WOW that is truly impressive. I am sooo shuffed with that.

After lunch I sat in a summer house and wrote again like mad. If this carries on I will arrive at home with Carpel tunnel syndrome.

The topic was clear, what do I want out of life in general. Love, home, job, health, travel, money…

pages on pages and I stopped when it was done.

English does not come easy in writing for me, it has been truly inspired my work. My handwriting so clear, all perfectly slanted a bit. No scribbles, no messing up, surely bound to have spelling mistakes, Yet so clear in word and picture.

I decided to go to the Eucharist, it was Sunday after all. The priest did not seem to pleased with lots of rain. If he would only know that God smells like that, maybe he would learn to celebrate it.

I did pray for sun shine though. I wanted to see a good sun set and try my hand at sun gazing for months it seems. The perfect setting with it setting right above the sea.

Dinner, and then off to try the labyrinth. I saw a little book and just opened a random page, it said you set an intention first. It’s like going within and when you are in the centre you meet God or yourself – for me that is both the same in a way. Stay for a while in silence and then continue with your path which takes you back out.

Simple enough, I thought. I set my intention to let go of the hurt of the past, simple. My mantra: let go of the hurt fill me up with love. After 5 steps I was crying a river again. Arriving in the centre I felt a weight lifted and an ocean of calm. I stayed for a while and carried on walking, this was the longest walk I have done.

I went into my cosy cottage, had a bath and an early night.

There is something to this labyrinth worth exploring – I want one at home!

Saturday, 28.05.11

I got up the next morning, had breakfast.

I went again to the art room and again had no clue as what to do there.

Time slowed down soo much here.

Another white paper, pregnant with possibilities.

Water colors?.

Then I felt the urge to make a list, a plan, a direction.

Reflecting on all the different areas of my life.

A task I give my clients often, when stuck:

Start by writing what you have, that makes you happy

Then write what does not work and needs changing

The use EFT

Then write down your life the way you want it – you vision.

I rolled up my sleeves ready for the work being done.

And I got stuck on my first word.

What makes me happy? :

My son.

My hand was drawn away from the pen to the gentle brush and I just went along.

In a daze a bit like a trans, two hours later.

My Son.

I still got it, surprisingly, I was never any good at portraits.

This was o.k., even more than that.

A walk and lunch and more silence.

I took a note pad and a pen and set.

The pen got heavy with pain, the Note pad was patiently listening.

When pen met paper it never stopped and opened a stream of inspiration.

First a letter to my Man, Tobias.

I never saw it that clear. I never managed to tell him what I wanted.

I just assumed he would know how I feel and would know all the ways to cure it.

Impossible the task for him to give me what I need. I was never clear about what it is and how needing feels. I got my life, good health, I got enough food, I m sheltered and abundant, I feel loved more than most have, what is there to need beside that?

I made a cup of tea and it started to flow.

It came to paper and it came to me, that there is some need that was never met.

It screamed from the page and jumped out of my heart.

‘I need to be able to trust YOU.’

I need YOU to cover my back.

It feels like:

When I am weak I can not afford to lean on you, my man.

As it might just be that you are hurt and will drop me a 1000ft deep.

The tea was ready to drink now, only a few minutes have passed.

One page was done, I cried a river.

I needed a snooze, something I have not done in years.

I slept for 2 hours heavy as a brick. I got up and stretched and had dinner.

I always worked and lived in the acknowledgement of something bigger than myself,

in the tapestry of divine energy.

I was never too comfortable with religion and the politics of believe.

God, Budha, Jahwe, Alah, Jesus, heaven, hell, sin…

I did just not get.

My life is about helping others and has always been.

Needless to say I burned out regardless of the brilliant Yoga I daily did.

Many of my earth angels ( friends ) have told me kindly to stop.

To full stop.

To recharge, find nourishment for MY roots and just BE.

Following a bit of a stucked chapter in relationship  , yes, we also have our differences

A kid does change a lot in the life of gypsy hearted, neverland residents.

I was forced to think, as I do not like feeling stuck.

I booked a silent retreat, as that spoke most to me, googled my options.

No space, not the right dates, too far, too expensive, too long…

1000 excuses and no alignment.

I prayed/ asked! The way I do, without the ‘great father in heaven’ and ‘Amen’.

I really needed a place to go and remembered a clients wife regularly retreating in Wales.

St. Beuno’s, came highly recommended by someone who kind of knows me well.

I phoned and the person said: we are fully booked for the year.

Due to a BBC2 program about them,’ The Big silence’, which I never heard of, as we do not have a TV.

I asked to check anyhow for cancellations maybe.

Ha, and Yes 4 weeks from today there is 1 space. And that space is for ME to BE.

I looked them up online after and was a bit uncertain. A Jesuite monastery type of place.

With daily Eucharist, spiritual guidance in the evening…

I phones straight back to cancel. I am not catholic nor a Jesus believer and I think that might not work.

Surprised by the reply: we are open to all.

We just facilitate space for inner silence. The rest is optional. Ok, I booked my train and that was it.

After 2 weeks in Croatia I came back for 4 days to just set off again. My clients should be used to that by now . May is not my month of work it seems, neither seems October or December.

Sun spoiled and already more grounded and rested, I set off to my journey into silence. Needless to say all people that know me just had a good giggle about me being silent as I am the one that speaks all the time.

27.5 .-3.6.11 St. Beuno’s North of Wales situated on a beautiful hill side overlooking the sea.

Friday the 27.05.11

The walls are thick with history and the huge crosses posing wherever you look. I was booked into a cottage, less imposing and very quaint, with a view out of a little crossed window over the sea. Right next to the pregnant sheep field and the cows in the distance. The clouds hanging low – nothing new for a ‘Glaswegian’.

I felt at home and comfortable here.

Our opening meeting was nice, and what stuck with me was the quote:

Silence is like a blank canvas on which Got draws.

Followed by our little group meeting in the Hamlet tower, lively energy.

My Director was Anne, a kind and supportive soul, handling me with tender care.

We were handed a biblical text – Good start I thought- NOT.

It was about a blind person on the path of Jesus’s pilgramige, he said, ‘have mercy with me’ (btw this is the very edited short version of it) Jesus said how can I help you, not assuming the obvious.

The blind man said, I want my sight back and Jesus did just that.

We were ask to pray over it in silence, the hair at the back of my head rose, she then added or meditate, which still did not feel right for me.

I kindly opted out of further spiritual sessions with Anne, she offered to just hold my space just in case. Very sweet and that was exactly what I needed, someone to HOLD MY SPACE for me.

We got a tour of the vast place, which made me more confused than before.

The chapel, another one and another one… Dining room, launch, the art room and 40 achres of land around it. A labyrinth – looked a bit naff. A herb garden in his baby shoes (and in the shape of a mighty cross ), a grave yard which creeps me out, felds, forest, park and a lovely rock chappel, I really learned to like. Impressive.

I arrived. Unpacking my few belongings, I m used to travelling light.

I met my cottage buddy Simone, who seemed very kind, polite and quiet, exactly what you are looking for in a room mate.

I set on the bed – and now what?

Not noticing that I asked. I was drawn to the art room. Realising, I have not touched a brush, cole or a pastel color in 15 years, after graduating from the college of art and study of fashion and design. I looked at it all for a while.

I wanted to leave, yet I could not. I was set down with a white paper in from of me with pastel paints. I started scribbling clumpsily.

ASK – was the headline.

I went to my room and started wrecking my brain. It did not seem easy to ask for what one wants.

Surprisingly hard to start. It was evening and I went to bed, not knowing.

What I got out of St.Beuno’s retreat –

The short version:

I m not Big on silence, it was between this and a marathon to set my challenge for 2011.

I had coutnless comments: you must be joking – YOU and being quiet, most gave me a day and that was kind.

I think I picked the harder challenge. I was very sceptic about a Jesuit convent as my choice as I am not Catholic, but it came highly recommended. It is quite famous and fully booked after having been featured on ‘The big silence’ BBC2. I dove in completely, I opted out of any 1-2-1 guided sessions just used the last one to say thanks.

My Summery:

It is astounding what can happen when all your base needs are looked after. In an environment full of beauty and kindness. You and yourself.

I got vast insights into who I am – and I thought I new and was not looking for that.

I made peace with the past – which was not smooth sailing.

I felt gratefulness like never before. I preach this art to my clients for a living and practice it not just in daily meditation but as a way of life.

After some overcoming of obstacles, I put into the way to avoid diving into the unknown, I arrived.  I experienced what it is to ‘just BE’. It was very different to my 10 years of meditation experienced prior to this. As it was not a discipline in any way.

Having arrived:

I wrote and wrote and wrote – no not his blog I wrote this one a week after my return.

1^st What I want out of life 2 pages amazingly precise and my first guided work for the journey.

2^nd A letter to my husband – long overdue ( 4 years )

3^rd 10 page poem, 75 paragraphs – impressive work and a great healing process for me.

4^th a poem, which moved all fellow participants after out travelling mass, the only I participated in.

No idea where that came from – English is not my first language as you most likely have figured out by now, reading this

This is a good time to ask you for forgiveness, for all the spelling, grammar and all sorts of other mistakes I do hammering away on a laptop at 23.36 at night.

I painted and painted and painted

a childish crayon drawing – just to get the juices flowing – pretty rubish

1^st my son out of memory, water colors – I m not a painter and never liked portraits, as one has to capture what you do not see – I am too Germanic for that usually.

2^nd I had a tiny pic of my son on my camera album and I captured just what I needed to see, to not die missing him – his smile -.the visible and invisible one

3^rd I had a good bash at painting my husband, he first looked criminal, than ancient. After days of revisiting I got something – the twinkle in his eye maybe?

If you are still keen to follow me – feel free I will post all my highs and lows (maybe not all) over the next few days.

Enjoy, it surely is easier reading this, than doing it yourself.

A big Thank you to ST. Beuno’s and all my silent friends there, thank you for going along side me.

Just in case you are not sure who Simone is.

The girl with the strange food on her plate

Namaste, Simone

the journey is the destination.

whatch this space for my post

SOME GREAT NEWS – DUE TO MAD DEMAND

AFTER OUR SUCCESSFUL COURSE JUST A FEW WEEKS BACK

P.S. IF YOU HAVE BEEN THERE PLEASE JUST WRITE ME AF EW LINES REG. YOUR EXPERIANCE XX THANKS A MILLION!!

PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD XX

Happy and healthy way of eating

good for your body – good for the planet – good for your pocket

My One On One – Glasgow

30.04.2011 10.30-13.30 on the Saturday after Easter

£49 including loads of yummy food and a workbook with great recipes

ONLY LIMITED SPACES – 4 SPACES LEFT

Introducing you to superfoods and tricks of how to absorb all the goodness out of the food that goes in.

Balance your diet – find a happy medium. Relax and have fun learning and trying new things.

1.You are what you eat – What are you? Where are heading for?

Preparation : Pre-class journal your food intake for 1 week.

Water + Salt + tissue salts = Your body

2.Acid and alkaline – what is this all about – the evil acid trap

Would you drink battery acid? So why do you?

Use the PH papers for demonstration

3.Portion size, focus and frequency – you will never go hungry again and balance your weight.

4.Super foods – 100% nourished

Good nutrition does not cost the earth

what works – what does not. Where to get all the fancy stuff from on a budget.

5. Easy way’s to detox and get the most out of this nutritional change on a budget.

6.Basic Kinesiology – just ask your body ( sugar, coffee, chocolate, fizzy drinks )

What is YOUR body asking for

7.Clear instructions to what to increase and avoid – shopping list and where to get it

8.Good food quickly vs fast food

9. Recipes under 20 min – recipes for snacks on the go and tips for healthy balanced diet.

KIND REAGRDS AND NAMASTE

SIMONE MOIR

For your chance to get a taste of the magic:
I am so Happy to ba able to share her with you.

She will be staying at ‘The White House’ ( Westend Glasgow) and her days and hours to work are Tues the 12-17.03.11 from daily 10 (will do a 9) until 6-6:30 my last scheduled. (£70 per approx. hour) and worth eery penny!

p.s. she will be madly busy, so please feel free to contact me ASAP with prefered times for your treatment.
arm regards, Simone