I love movement, all kinds of movement – I am curious about embodiment. For fun I stand on my hands, climb fabric hanging from eight metre high ceilings, practice yoga, free move to music that gets me feeling tingly. Movement is such a joyful expression – when we move we feel our vitality, our energy, our strength. I move to honour this body and the life running through it. Connecting with our bodies through movement practice of all kinds, immersion in nature, her elements, the landscape, can help us remember that our bodies are wild bodies, our bodies are animal bodies that have evolved over the ages in relationship with the Earth. I have taught yoga for many years and my intention has always been about cultivating a mutually beneficial relationship to the Earth and inspiring others to do the same.
I spent a lot of time in the Jivamukti Yoga lineage, exploring Yogic and Buddhist ideas about how we can be better caretakers of the Earth and reconnect to a sense of wholeness and belonging. I designed many of my classes around cultivating love and devotion for the Earth so that we better protect her. I spent two dangerous summers in Antarctica with Sea Shepherd to protect whales and put my ideals into action.
Yoga practice undoubtedly helps us with our relationships but I still feel a limitation there because, though I can dedicate my asana practice to cultivating a steady and joyful relationship to the earth underneath my seat, I still don’t fully understand the relationships in the wilds of this land I call home. This land I was born to. And so my practice has expanded. I am studying this land. I am getting to know her better. I am becoming more intimate with her and her stories – through study with my teacher Minmia, a Wiradjuri educator, teacher and lore/law woman who teaches women’s lore/law, through learning about foraging and edible plants, through free movement practice that honours how I feel within and gives me a sense of freedom, through watching and honouring nature. And the journey continues. I still teach yoga, however, I don’t identify as strongly with that label and identity. There is more to do.
I grew up running around and exploring the wilds of my hometown. We could amuse ourselves all day, playing with rocks in the creek, running through the long grass in the paddocks, jumping off bridges and rocks into saltwater, getting to know the life that thrives in rockpools. There is a sense of playful wonder and awe about life and the earth when we are children that many of us lose as we grow older. It’s vital that we learn how to reconnect and cultivate that way of interacting with the natural world, for our own health and the health of our life support system.
For all these reasons I have recently started down a new path to step up this work – a company with a fellow wild child, Clare Lovelace, called Wild Child Moves. We aim to facilitate stronger love and connection to this land, the land we call home, through rewilding retreats, wild & free movement workshops, yoga, nature immersion day retreats and community gathering circles/ social picnics. Get in touch if you would like to join us on this journey to deep connection and belonging to this land.