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The more I attempt to use happyfrog, the more useful I’m realizing it really is. When I had first heard about the project, I was very excited about it but not sure how much I’d actually make use of it. As it turns out, I really am using it - as I did so again today.

Years ago, I began practicing yoga on a somewhat random basis. Once arriving in Vancouver, I attempted to keep up with my practice through a studio located near my office. However, it wasn’t long before I passed up on it because it seemed to be a place for the trendies to parade around in their oh-so-chic yoga gear, rather than a group of people dedicated to practicing yoga as a means of making one’s self well from within. Stay with me here, Wang Chi.

I was excited to see that the Kingfisher Resort and Spa, located in the Comox Valley, was listed on happyfrog’s website. Not long ago, the Kingfisher Spa built a gorgeous yoga space, known as the Starfish Studio, only steps from the ocean. With ambient lights and a suspended cork floor, the Starfish Studio at the Kingfisher provides a “zensational” place to practice.

Tonight I took part in two classes, one being a Gentle Flow class and the other a Restorative practice. Each hour-long session will set you back $12 (though you can purchase a 10-visit pass for $100), and includes use of the mats, yoga props and provides lemon water and organic herbal tea to rejuvenate at the end of your practice. The instructors are gentle, kind-hearted and truly strive to see you honour yourself in your practice.

Needless to say, involving yourself with yoga at the Kingfisher is a truly unique experience, one that restores you in ways that perhaps you were unaware needed any sort of attention. At the end of my second class tonight, as is no surprise, I fell asleep only to be woken up in time for Shavasana. It never fails. At least I didn’t start to snore this time.

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I must apologize for the lack of activity on my Flickr site as of late, but I managed to zap a bunch up this evening with iPhoto, so check them out if you have the chance. There are a few Christmas pics, a few shots I snapped of Charley frolicking in the snow and some of my friend Kourtney and I. We have known each other since the day she was born (being that our mothers were good friends in Port Hardy back in the 70s). Before Christmas Day, we hadn’t seen each other in at least four years and have come to quickly realize that we were both missing out on so much. She’s a beautiful soul.