Öhrn Life Management

Do you ever get carried away carried away with what goes on in the world around you? So easy to keep our focus flowing outwards, to search in the exterior world for happiness and fulfillment. Envy, impatience and desire is born by looking at that intense green glow of the lawn next doors.

Lucky us pregnant ladies who have the intimate and internal process of pregnancy to draw our attention inside. I see how naturally pregnant women become more aware – and intrigued – about what goes on in their bodies during these nine months of mystical creation. Their great drive to care deeply for their babies also translates to a greater respect and care for themselves and their bodies. In a roundabout way by connecting with our babies we also reconnect with ourselves, and vice versa.

One great way of nurturing and supporting this inward flowing attention and connection is through the practice of yoga. Every week, in my prenatal classes I see how the lawn of my prenatal students seem to soak up every word of teaching, like mama cylinders of curiosity and amazement of their own wonder. The fact that they give themselves the time to really water their lawn like this is such a beautiful gift to themselves and their baby.

Me too, I recently gave my lawn a good soak. My whole soul marveled in the joys of the rainy season brought by the great teachings of Harshada Wagner, Bo Srey and Ellen Saltonstall as they visited the Pilatestudio here in Bangkok for a 5-day Anusara yoga training. I was torn my different duties, like being a present mum, but I granted myself the time and invested five whole days to total care of my own lawn. And never shall I regret it. By honouring myself during these five days I am able to connect with myself on a deeper level – and with my baby.

If we do not tend to our own lawn, where will our children grow?

Dear child,

I hope that you will grow grass in the riches shade of green where you can prosper, jump, play and see how strong your infinite power is. I look forward to introduce you to Auntie Frida, who lives where the grass, in the most beautiful tone of green, reaches high for the sky of never-ending inspiration.