Summoning your inner yogi when you’re bent all out of shape

So you’ve created this image of yourself — the superwoman, the multi-tasker, the independent one, Ms. Reliable, fill in the blank with something I’ve missed — and day after day you wear that Monalisa smile like a badge of honour.
Been there … done that … and every now and then I find myself having to step out of the frame to see the big picture. Over the past two years, I’ve learnt to do that as I step onto my yoga mat, grounding myself and stilling the noise. These 90 minutes which began purely as ME time (an excuse to hang the ‘do not disturb’ sign on the door — one my dog learnt to read) has taken on a whole new dimension as I find my practice colouring how I see the rest of my day.