by Carly Mountain | 13 Apr, 2017 | mother, Nature, Poetry, women, Yoga
The thrash of the tiger Is held so quietly within the stillness of her striped form. Soft muscularity, Terrifying black, gold beauty. Would my hand dare caress Her silken curves, Her pulsating chest, The vicious magnificence of her passion, Deadly and divine With no...
by Carly Mountain | 2 Aug, 2016 | Uncategorized
“Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning That is at one with your life’s desire. Awaken your spirit to adventure; Hold nothing back, learn to find ease in risk; Soon you will be home in a new rhythm, For your soul senses the world that awaits you” – For A...
by Carly Mountain | 14 Nov, 2013 | Nature
With Full Moon at the beginning of this week and Spring Equinox today this weeks classes have been all about honouring natural cycles. Modern life is not geared around natural cycles instead we are encouraged to prioritise other things. Take a flu remedy, work through...
by Carly Mountain | 1 Nov, 2013 | children, feminism
Pink is for girls, blue is for boys. You would hope that in 2013 we had progressed beyond such obvious stereotypes. But no—walk into any large toy shop and pink is still for girls and blue for boys. And colour is just the tip of the iceberg. Open a kids book and still...
