Yoga&Life Archives – Elisa Malinverni

13 October 2023 — No Comments

Viele Sprachen, kein Zuhause

In welcher Sprache erkenne ich mich wieder? Bei SRF Input wurde ich zum Thema Mehrsprachigkeit interviewt. Und realisierte: Mehrere Sprachen bilden meine Identität. Das erschwert mein Gefühl von Zugehörigkeit.

6 July 2022 — No Comments

Neuland macht glücklich – vier Lebensweisheiten, an die der Umzug mich erinnert hat

Wir sind umgezogen und angekommen. Bis auf ein paar Lampen und Bilder hat alles seinen Platz gefunden. Manchmal kann ich kaum glauben, dass dieses Licht durchströmte, neue Zuhause für uns ist. Und doch fühlt es sich schon sehr wie Daheim an, jetzt wo es von unseren Sachen besiedelt ist.

16 February 2022 — No Comments

Wie ein Jahr Konsumverzicht an meiner Identität rüttelte

So oft konsumieren wir – egal was – um ein Gefühl von Unzulänglichkeit oder Unzugehörigkeit zu überdecken. Wir erleben einen kurzen Glücksmoment – auch bekannt als Dopamin-Kick – und das Problem scheint zumindest vorübergehend aus der Welt.

24 December 2021 — No Comments

I touch myself. Do you?

Especially for women, but for everybody really, it’s imperative that we check in with our bodies. By the way, with our minds as well. How is that going to happen if we don’t have a way of establishing contact? Whether we do it digitally, visually or by cultivating a regular physical or mindfulness practice, we must enter communication with our body - all parts of it. How else will we notice changes? How else can we become literate in the language of our body and intimate with ourselves?

17 November 2021 — No Comments

Postpartum: pain is our friend

One of the most conspicuous changes after the birth of a child, especially if it's your first, is that you go from being an independent person to being at the beck and call of a tiny human. Often we don't have time and space to do what we did before to soothe our nerves. Whether it was meditation, running, playing the piano or having a quiet chat with our partner – in the beginning, there's hardly any time for it.

23 April 2020 — No Comments

For what we’re worth — is offering free online yoga going to ruin our business?

Spring 2020, half the world was on lockdown and yoga teachers rushed online to offer their services and community support. Many of them didn't charge for their classes on zoom or via facebook livestream, degrading the value of yoga. Is the yoga world going to bounce back from that once this pandemic will be history?

27 March 2019 — No Comments

Addicted to control

he root of the problem is that I'm addicted to control. Why? Because it soothes my anxiety. Other people might have a couple of drinks, to feel more relaxed, or snort cocaine to feel invincible. I get high on control, on that high-strung feeling inside. I get a kick out of the illusion that personally holding things together will prevent the world from falling apart. But like any proper addict, the moment the craving is satisfied, I don't feel better. There's already the next thing to worry about and the next hit to procure.

11 January 2019 — No Comments

Setting sail

I noticed myself constantly reaching for something: coffee, sweets, social media, the odd glass of wine on a weeknight, and Netflix. While none of these self-soothing strategies sound particularly alarming, the frequency with which I was applying them was bothering me. I may not be addicted to caffeine or alcohol. But to some extent I was using these coping strategies to alleviate the pain of good bye.

11 October 2018 — No Comments

The nasty email

I believe we've all been on the receiving end of a nasty email before. This is how my last week started, with an abrasive email on Monday morning. I find myself itching to ask: What do you do when this happens to you? Because after all the soul-searching work I have done – from meditation to family constellation, from shamanistic rituals to therapy, from kinesiology to astro readings – these emails get me every time.

23 September 2018 — No Comments

A clear signal – about speaking our truth

I know mitigating the truth is not lying, but it's not exactly saying the truth either. Plus, there's something incredibly frustrating about biting your lip and not feeling safe enough to say what you mean. It feels a lot like the white noise while you search for a radio channel.