My Yoga Journey : Part 3

Fast forward to February 2017, three weeks ago to be precise and since departing Thailand in October of 2015, I think I have stepped on a yoga mat all of about six times.

I made excuses, that I didn’t like the studio, didn’t like the teachers. Or the class times just didn’t work for me. Didn’t matter what it was, I could find fault.

Clearly my mindfulness and positive spirit had departed my body somewhere in 2016.

As the 2017 new year approached and a few feelings of hopelessness, doubt, defeat and not feeling worthy crept in, I thought it best to change my tune.

My teacher friend from Thailand was back in Oz for a few days and made some time to catch up with me. During these conversations, I explained my situation and from her findings of both her life experiences and that of her students from around the world, I had lost myself, my vision, my passion and was again off course.

Her instructions were clear again, “return to the mat”, which I did that night and haven’t gotten off it since.

How I felt after just one class was amazing. I could hardly sleep that night as my energies had started to move and my passion for life had started to return.  In the past few weeks I have been more productive in my own personal life than I have been for the past year or so.

I can’t recommend enough that if you are having some difficulties in life or just need a pick me up or to perhaps just put yourself first, then give Yoga a try. There are a few different styles, ensure you try them all and stick to one that works for you.  Believe in yourself and let the magic happen.



My Yoga Journey : Part 2


As three weeks approached of turning up to class six days a week, the tears had started to subside and my breath slowed.  During this time, I introduced myself to journaling, attempting to meditate and just be, wherever on the island I was at the time.

The often talked about ‘yoga high’ had started to creep in and I was actually starting to unwind and look forward to classes.  Can’t say that I was sprinting to each and every one, but they were definitely more bearable and my smile was starting to return.


Being silly after a yoga class – yoga high?

After another two weeks, I was well on my way to healing and had the space to plan my next move.  Not only that, my body had granted me permission to endure my very first crow pose.


Not as elegant as what you see in a Yoga magazine and by some other bloggers, but nonetheless, I was happy with my progress.

Upon returning to Australia, I had made the decision to leave that relationship and the space that I was residing in, as neither was serving a purpose anymore.

I relocated to another property, got settled and had gingerly started to date again.  It didn’t take long for me to meet a wonderful man who was happy to take things slowly.

Back home and back at work, things had now started to settle down.  I tried a couple of times to head to classes and get back in the swing of things, but life on the island was much simpler than my ‘real’ life.

My island routine:-

  • Get up
  • Yoga
  • Breakfast / brunch
  • Rest
  • Go for a ride / swim / be a tourist
  • Yoga
  • Dinner
  • Massage
  • Rest / Journal / Meditate

This was pretty much it on the repeat cycle for five weeks.  Simplistic, easy, no stress.



Upon my return, I had to contend with going back to work and sitting in an office, being back on call 24/7 and the never ending stream of the daily traffic commute, as well as all the domestic duties and cooking for myself again (oh how I missed a quick trip to the night markets for dinner).


Getting to a class was becoming difficult and whilst I tried a couple of Youtube video’s at home, I was constantly getting distracted by my dog.  Soon it all became too hard and the mat was put away indefinitely.  Cue any excuse and insert here!


Stay tuned for Part 3.



My Yoga Journey : Part 1


Hello fellow yogis,

Not sure that I can actually call myself a yogi or yogini as yet, as I think you need to have been practising for a whole lot longer than I have.

Anyhow, I’ve decided that since I have started (back) on my yoga journey that I would open up another section of my blog to talk, discuss, share ideas and other general #inconsequential scribblings/ramblings that relate to the topic of Yoga.

Now before I go rambling on about, well nothing, I think a brief history of how I came to be on a yoga mat is warranted.  So here goes.

I found myself on the mat in September / October of 2015 due to a relationship breakdown or as I like to refer to it as my mini mid-life crisis.

I was lost!  Plain and simple!  I didn’t know if it was my job, my partner (at the time), my life or the fact that I was so completely and utterly disconnected from myself, my hopes, my dreams, the essence of me, or that I was travelling down a path that was so far off my life course. Anyhow, I was sobbing, unhappy, disillusioned and nothing seem to make me happy or fill the void within my life.  I had lost my passion for everything.

So after seeing a photo of a school friend on Facebook, who has dedicated the last twelve years of her life to sharing her gift of being a yoga teacher and seeing her so happy, beautiful and forever smiling face, I boarded a plane and headed to Thailand in the hope to find my zen or at the very least a smile.

Upon arriving on to the island, I was shown to my accommodations, which were more than adequate and given my scooter to get around on as I was going to be here for the next five weeks and the place I had was self-contained, which meant I needed to shop.  The scooter also doubled up as my transport around the island for the times I didn’t have yoga.

The next morning my journey started.  My instructions from my teacher were clear.

“I don’t care what you get up to whilst you are here, but it is imperative that you come to class twice a day and just be.  Participate to the fullest.  Tears are allowed, tantrums are fine as long as they are internal and don’t disturb the other yogi’s and be open to the magic that is Yoga”.

Easy enough, or so I thought!  My first class was Vinyasa and whilst I hadn’t done much exercise consistently for a few years, I thought I would be ok.  See my day job is to drive a desk, so therefore the word sedentary and I knew each other well and were, well, BFF’s.  Having never been on a yoga mat or watched a class or for that matter a Youtube video I really didn’t know what I was in for.


The flow was quick, the humidity was high, we were in an outside studio with animals in the next paddock to distract me, my heels didn’t touch the ground in downward dog and I felt every single tight fibre within my body. How did I let things get this bad, I thought.

Having done some spiritual work before, I was accustomed to the ideas behind the practice, but nothing prepared me for the flood of tears that would occur during certain poses and for how utterly exhausted I was at the end of a 90min class.  Savasana soon became my favourite pose.

Stay tuned for Part 2.

Feel free to comment, follow or drop back next time you are passing through.

Elise ♥


Information Overload

I’m back!

Now I’m not going to go on and on about being slack cause I’ve not posed in a few days, that’s just life!

I’ve had a few things going on behind the scenes and yes, I know, whilst I should have been writing about it, I, for whatever reason have chosen not to. Mainly due to my lack of motivation and confusion about the world of blogs.

Instead, these past few days, I’ve decided to immerse myself into the fast paced world of learning ‘How To Blog’ and to be completely honest, I’ve gotten myself completely confused in the process.  There are all these questions;

  • What is my blog about?
  • Do you have an elevator pitch?
  • Do you have a landing page?
  • Have you got your SEO sorted?
  • Plugins?
  • Do you have Twitter, Facebook, Pinterest, Tumblr and the likes?
  • If not, why not?
  • Blah, blah, blah!

Wow, it’s seriously enough to do your head in without even getting into how many different courses there are and who’s the best in the business etc etc.

Now, I understand that there is a call for all of those things, but right now, the trajectory that I am on, is to simply just blog on a daily basis about my life and the going’s on within my square inch of the world.

I completely understand that if I was to be blogging for business then there is a just calling and a definite knowledge base to ensure success within this field. But as I said, for now, I’m just going to keep it simple.  Well, as simple as I can be!

Do I want readers, you bet, so I will be doing some of those things mentioned above immediately and in time, perhaps the rest will follow suit. But before I have a complete technological meltdown, I’m just going to focus on the goal at hand.  Write daily!

If you would like to follow along on my journey through life, then please feel free to hit the follow button or subscribe via email or even just check back whenever you feel like it.

Til then, thanks for your time.

Elise ♥

Poem: Let go, let it be

Let go, let go, let go,

If I only I knew how!

I go to my mat and breathe a deep breathe

Whilst saying to myself let go.


Why do I have to know the answers?

Why do I have to know now?

Why can’t God have granted me patience and strength,

To just let it go.


Push, I push, I push, everyone around me,

My poor partners plea,

Let it be, let it breathe, wait and see.


But that’s not good enough, I need to know now,

Why can’t you tell me?

Why can’t you let me see how?


You ask me to wait, but how will all things work out?

Oh if I don’t push a little, then how will that be?

If I don’t push a little, then I’m afraid nothing will come to be.


Universe give me strength, give me the patience that I need,

Help me to breathe more deeply

Help me just let it be.


So as I close my eyes tonight, my mantra will be,

Let go, let go, let go,

Just wait and see.

Elise ❤


Dear Diary – I’m on my way


Thanks for dropping by and checking out my new blog at Inconsequential Scribblings!

I decided to get off my butt and do something constructive and useful as I believe that;


“Keeping a journal of what’s going on in your life is a good way to help you distill what’s important and what’s not.” ~ Martina Navratilova


and with a few of life’s challenges, that I’m currently experiencing, I think that I need this!

My hope is that by sharing my entries with you, that I may inspire, invoke thought, empower, share ideas, share an insight into my life and perhaps have a bit of fun and meet some new people along the way.

So let’s just start with the basics.

Goals – 2017

  1. Get fitter and eat well with the benefit of dropping a few kilos. (Say this every year, but this year it is going to happen).
  2. Journal every day. (Ok, ok, so it is February already and I’m only just putting pen to paper so to speak).
  3. Practice more self care.
  4. Travel.

Alright, so the year in review thus far;

  • Started with the eating well two weeks ago, have noticed pants are getting a little looser;
  • Started back at yoga a week ago;
  • Journal, started today;
  • Self care, hmmm gotta ramp that one up; and
  • Travel, booked a trip to Bali and a trip on a cruise. (Insert pat on the back here).

So far so good!

I’m hoping to run Inconsequential Scribblings on a regular basis, so if you wanna stay tuned and check in on my progress, find out what I’m up to, share some musings, thoughts and the potential personal rant from time to time, then be sure to follow me or check back every few days.

Speak soon

Elise ♥