I went to Fontainebleau last week to visit a friend of mine who also is a life coach. Eva runs her business from the Life Loft, in the centre of Fontainebleau and on monday morning we started the week with a yoga session. I have never done yoga before. Clad in my stretchy lycra leggings and a loose black tee shirt I sat cross legged on my mat. After a while my knees began to jerk uncontrollably. We then went through the motions of stretching and bending and I think I held my own until the last move which was to stand upside down on your shoulders. I was sweating and unbelievably hot. I must remember to wear cotton in future and a top that doesn’t fall over your head.
My French was acquired at school and came into it’s own when there was an accident on the railway and I was in danger of missing my flight back to England. I teamed up with an Italian lady and between us we managed to persuade a coach driver returning to the airport to give us a lift. As the coach pulled away I understood the meaning of survival and had mixed feelings of selfishness, relief and thanks. I caught my flight.
It’s the season of goodwill – I’d better embrace it. I can still see those people waiting for taxis. I learned that in times of need, in whatever language you can make yourself understood! www.highhealscoaching.com for more information about Eva in Fontainebleau.
BELLE FRANCE
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