Welcome to the launch of Green For All Seasons.
A place which will hopefully allow you to discover a host of beautiful green-inspired things to add to your lives.
As I write this, I am in the midst of a hot yoga challenge I appear to have set myself a week before launching this magazine. Some might call it madness, I call it good sense. You see, in the weeks towards the launch I realised that my sense of wellbeing was below par, well nearing sub zero in all honesty. For all the stress of getting a business together – and I am sure a few of you will be able to empathise here – all the admirable intentions for looking after myself and my sacred temple of a body had fallen lamely by the wayside. Instead of munching happily on my spiralised courgetti coated in cashew cream, I found myself drink in hand at my local cocktail bar (yes, Chiltern Firehouse, groan). Pretty Please, that was the name of the drink. Far from wowing others with my prowess at tube stations where I would athletically climb the escalators two stairs at a time, I found myself pressing buttons for the lift while yawning with a bored look on my face.
And so reader, I staged an intervention, and now I find myself on this sweltering crusade. A hot, sweaty, painfully joyous one. In a room full of other hot sweaty bods. For 30 days straight. And the irony is I am newly in-love with this kind of exercise, for contorting myself into weird and wonderful shapes while breathing into the recesses of my previously sullied soul has had a totally positive effect on me. After only a week I have more energy, I need less sleep and I am now able to dance all night (no I couldn’t quite kick the nights out) Still, it is a vast improvement – my olive skin is no longer the colour of a pastel yellow crayon, it now actually resembles the kind of skin people describe as glowing – yes me. My skin glows. As a result of all this detoxing (according to Fierce Grace yoga studio founder Michele Pernetta – that is what happens when you twist yourself into these poses daily) I am naturally eating more healthily – my body is craving green things again and I feel a sense of calm. The kind that feels very clean and holy and allows you to float off on a white fluffy cloud while wearing your bed slippers.
And so, I come to my point – that we all fall down occasionally – well some more frequently than others, and that is ok. It is ok to fall off the beaming green, luminescent bandwagon, mainly because it is always there to hop back on again. And when you do, trust me, you will wonder why you ever wriggled off.
