On Saturday 11 July 2015 we are hosting a day of Yoga (and food) in aid of the Nepal Earthquake Appeal. The day will include three Yoga classes and the opportunity to sample the traditional Nepali meal “Dal Bhat” (rice, lentils and vegetables). In addition we will have a chai tea van, a cake stall, plant stall and raffle.
Contributions in the form of cakes, plants, raffle prizes and offers of help on the day are all welcome as well as donations via our Justgiving page.
Since space is limited we are requesting that all Yoga sessions are booked in advance using the RSVP form.
You are welcome to attend any or all of the sessions. You do not need to join us for Yoga to benefit from the food but please use the RSVP form to book your meal so we know how much to cook!
- 9.30-11.00am Yoga (Surya Namasakara variations)
- 11.00-1.00pm Lunch (Dal Bhat)
- 2.00-4.00pm Family Yoga and Kids Meal
- 5.00-6.30pm Yoga
- 6.30-7.30pm Evening Meal (Dal Bhat)
Our Nepal Story
Henry, Rowan and I spent three months in Nepal in 2012. Henry’s cousin and her family were living in Kathmandu at the time and we benefited from their hospitality and local knowledge before heading off to find a quiet place to settle down for a few months and live a simple life. We traveled from Kathmandu to Pokhara and found accommodation in a small, round room with its own kitchen on the top of a guest house called Green Peace. Arriving in January it was out of season (ie COLD) in Pokhara so our abode by the lake was quiet and contemplative and it was during this time that we laid many of the plans that have allowed our home and business to grow and to thrive.
We watched as the people around us went to painstaking lengths to improve their own lives – battling the cold weather, lack of resources and immense challenges of living in one of the most spectacular but unpredictable landscapes of the world. We have put together a little photo diary to share some of our experiences of living and traveling in Nepal (see above) but my over-riding feeling as I look back now at that time is just how much HARD WORK it is for the people of Nepal to get through each day and how much hard work must go into building their homes, businesses and livelihoods. It was actually very inspiring! But to have it all destroyed must be so completely heart-breaking. Our hearts go out to all those who have lost their families, friends, homes, jobs, businesses – in some cases their whole village – people whose already unimaginable difficult lives have been turned upside down and inside out.
Please join us on Saturday 11 July to hold in our thoughts the incredible people of Nepal and collect some pennies to help them rebuild their homes and their country.
Our little round house on the roof at Green Peace, Pokhara.
A view from the roof of local people washing their clothes in the river. I will never forget the day we heard a baby crying. “Why is that baby crying?” asked Rowan who was just about to turn 3. I looked down to the river and saw that the baby was crying because it was being bathed in the ice cold water. “Why is the baby having a bath in the river?” (Heart aches!)
Tibetan prayer flags are a common sight in Nepal where many refugees from Tibet have made their home.
Traveling with an almost 3 year old boy I found that a lot of my pictures are of machinery – we enjoyed spotting tractors and mixers – all different (and less powerful) than those we were familar with at home. This image is particularly evocative for me. It reminds me of the ‘tap tap tap’ sounds commonly heard at the roadside – men and women smashing up large rocks to fine powder in order to make cement – in order to build. Painstaking, labour-intensive work. It must take so much time and so much energy to build a home in Nepal.
More machinery – A “funny little tractor” as we called them.
This is how you farm on a steep mountain side – terraces – these are rice paddies – labour intensive to create – presumably many destroyed by landslides and avalanches.
Taken as a view of the mountains I now look at the buildings in the foreground and am reminded how precarious many Nepali homes looked – some lietrally just windowless shacks of corrugated iron for shelter at night.
An unusual fuel – corn on the cob husks!
Rowan and I taking a rest and watching the ponies make their way down the steps. This is typical of a the “main roads” to many villages in Nepal. Supplies can only be carried in on foot or by pony. They also form trekking routes for tourists. Many of these roads have been destroyed or damaged in the earthquakes leaving people cut off.
Heavily laden ponies taking supplies up the mountains.
Slightly terrifying rope bridge – quite some walk to school for the children in the next picture…
… we met a lot of school children while trekking in Nepal – many walk miles a day up and down mountains to attend lessons.
Tatopani = Hot Water – a blissful natural hot springs.
Many local people will walk miles to have a hot bath now and again in these springs.
The view from Poon Hill – the highest point we reached on our trekking trip (3000m)
Public transport – wobbly, crowded, decorative – largely functional – a bit scary on the small windy roads with sheer drops down the mountain!
A hazy view of Kathmandu.
Boudhanath in Kathmandu – a huge monument and sacred site for Tibetain Buddhists – fortunately only suffered minor damage in the earthquake.
Cheery nuns at Boudhanath
This is a prayer wheel. Inside the wheel there are hundreds of thousands of tiny prayers written down. As you pass you spin the wheels to release the prayers – a spiritual practice my 3 year old could get in to!
This is a Very Big prayer wheel.
Prayer flags at Boudhanath.
The colourful prayer flags represent the elements: Blue symbolises sky/space Red symbolises fire Green symbolises water Yellow symbolises earth White symbolises air/wind
Inside Kopan monastery. This is the meditation hall where visitors could attend teachings. I only stayed for 3 days but it was a wonderful sanctuary. The monastery is still standing but there is a lot of work to do repairing damage to walls.
Look! I found a place with more cushions than I have in my studio!
The monk in the centre of this picture is collecting alms in his (heavy) bowl. He was serenely still. We watched the hustle and bustle around him and his perfect serenity.
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