I've made sure to do plenty of it in my life thus far.
I must admit though, the exciting adventure is all too often accompanied by pesky jet-lag and when unlucky a few more ailments to negotiate your way through on top.
A friend asked me, which essential oils I recommend she take on her next big trip away. I got busy typing out an email. Before I knew it, I had covered the top 10 oils. Yes, I take them all with me on my travels, plus a few extra's for good measure!
According to Wikipedia Garden leave or gardening leave:- describes the practice where an employee leaving a job – having resigned or otherwise had their employment terminated – is instructed to stay away from work during the notice period, while still remaining on the payroll.
Gardening leave is a term that originated in the UK and was adopted in Australia & NZ too. When I resigned back in October, 2016 I didn't think it would happen to me. After all I'm leaving a US focussed role to run a Sydney agency. Yes on a Global scale we compete, but from my view point, my specter of influence doesn't overlap.
I really love this quote from Steve Jobs. He surely wasn't a prophet on all fronts but this speaks to me. Particularly right now, as I try to make sense of how I've arrived at where I am today and also where I'm heading.
A couple of weeks ago, over dinner the book 'The Four Agreements' was recommended to me by a friend. We share many of the same beliefs when it comes to our guru's and guides in life. I wrote down the title in my little black book (I mean iphones notes) knowing I would get to it in time. Then I got back to eating.
Two days later, the picture featured here was re-posted on instagram by the brand I'm wearing in it (which is K-Deer, they make AWESOME tights). Randomly the pic was hashtagged with 'thefouragreements' amongst other things. I have no idea why, I mean what has a picture of me in my tights got to do with this book? What I do know is that I am unquestionably meant to read it. One click on Amazon later and it was winging it's way to me.
The word tribe has become super popular as a descripter of close knit groups in recent years. But what does it actually mean? And what is the difference between your tribe and your friends (if there even is one)?
I've been thinking about this a lot after spending my weekend with a group I feel honored to call my tribe. They are my #iguanatribe christened when we met on a yoga retreat in Costa Rica, at the Iguana Lodge. We just attended the Wanderlust yoga festival in Squaw Valley together and there was something incredibly magical about this coming back together. Trust and intimacy increased. Bonds were strengthened, love blossomed. It felt like being with your tribe should. Easy, fun, deep and powerful.
Ibiza. It sounds so exotic and downright hedonistic; when one of my very good friends organized her birthday party there I didn’t hesitate.
As things turned out, as the trip approached I also happened to have some frustrating health news that left me questioning my ability to influence my health (or at least my desmoid tumor) through diet and lifestyle. This in turn meant that I decided I deserved to take a vacation not just from work but from all the restrictions I’d put on myself in my health quest. Party time.
Last weekend, I unintentionally went on a digital detox retreat. What I mean by that is I signed up for a yoga retreat and didn't read the fine print. What the fine print said was that there would be 1/ no alcohol 2/ no technology (outside of cameras) and 3/ copious amounts of mindfulness. In full transparency I may not have booked myself in for all this serious stuff had I been more across the agenda!
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