Wild Yoga. In the Forest

Warm rays of the early morning sun create a welcoming path into the wild river.

I feel the energy of the waves as they dance towards me. Wild. Powerful. Strong.

How would it feel to open your wild heart to wild possibilities? To live a life of adventure, authenticity and freedom.

Be as wild as the ocean, as free as the sea and embrace the waves of change

Tim has brought so many beautiful teachings to my world. One of those being wild courage

Sand dunes. A beautiful wild ecosystem providing a protective barrier to the inland, beyond the reach of the tides

Every wild path, every journey, every adventure leads us somewhere. To a place, a new chapter

I have fallen in love with wild swimming and how it makes me feel.

Autumn, one of my favourite seasons in nature. We feel and see changes in the weather

I stood on the sand of Findhorn Beach beside Tom and his camera. Looking out to the beautiful wild ocean

The landscape. Mountains, hills, lakes, lochs, lochans, ponds and the sea. Living elements of land cover

The moors. Wildly abandoned yet full of life. Derelict cottages tell stories of wild lives once lived in these remote places.

There’s a Lochan on Dava Moor that we met one bright and windy day.

The beach signifies the rhythm of life. Continually changing. Evolving. A constant ebb and flow.

Being alone in nature while at the same time being surrounded by life. Connection. Unity. Wild yoga in the forest.

The sound of the waves crashing against the shore, the smell of the saltwater, the vast expanse of the ocean.

The magnificent, majestic splendour of mountains. Wild, steep and jagged. Grounded in the earth and rising high to the sky.

I’ve always enjoyed practicing yoga alone, and love to practice yoga outdoors in nature. Yoga is deeply rooted in nature