I wrote this story for 50 Connect to encourage people over 50 to try something super healthy and a little adventurous in their travels!
I spend the first 20 minutes of the yoga class kicking
myself for forgetting to pack my cosy fleece. Not that I am cold in the slight
chill of the Spanish morning. It’s just that the mind likes to obsess about
something, anything.
The postures become more strenuous. I’ve broken a sweat and
I’m ripping off my t-shirt. I calm down and realise with a gasp of awe that the
entire wall is a window onto the parched, golden hills of the Alpujarras. The
bird song mingles with the yoga teacher’s soothing voice as I drop into a
Downward Dog.
How did I get here? Just yesterday I was home in Kent
watching the autumn leaves fall and anticipating a ferocious storm. Two and a
half hours flight out of Gatwick and I landed at Malaga on the southern coast
of Spain and was whisked away by the delightful Julie, an English ex-pat with a
sideline in transporting guests into the hills.
We talked passionately about the possibilities of life after
50 along dark, twisting roads to the Kaliyoga Retreat
outside the little town of Orgiva where I was shown to my comfortable room and
lapsed into a fitful sleep, excited about the mysterious week ahead. I was the
latecomer. The other eight guests had arrived in daylight and eased into the
new surroundings.
By noon Monday I am baking my white flesh by the silent,
dappled pool. Lying contentedly alongside the other bikini-clad ladies on
loungers, we observe a no-talking pact, unwinding from the stresses left
behind. A gentle breeze softens the sting of the bold overhead sun and a
fluffy, ginger cat sidles up to the languid humans for a scratch. Sorry Puss,
it’s almost lunchtime and a feast of wholesome, yummy goodies entices us into
the colourful dining room.
Some people have all the luck! That’s me! How divine to find
myself in this Mediterranean
paradise at the tail end of October in the
approach to the bleak English winter. How thrilling that the Kaliyoga Retreat is
just a few hours away by plane and car ready to rescue any miserable soul
dragged down by the iron fist of grey skies, icy winds and humdrum routine. If
that’s you, just imagine, you could be here instead!
Yoga is beneficial for all ages, but especially kind to
those of us over 50. I’ve been doing yoga on and off since my teens and when I
return to a familiar posture with a comical animal name; the dog, the cat, the
cobra, the fish, the lion, the dolphin, the camel, the crow or the eagle or the
powerful warrior, the shoulder stand, the bridge or a spinal twist, my body
breathes a sigh of welcome recognition: “Oh thank you! I remember that!” But I
must be honest every stretch of this 56-year-old body hurts!
Experienced yoga teacher, Arantza, who is turning 50, says
at this mature stage of life you start to listen to every nuance of your body
and respect your body as a temple of the soul. Having acquired intuitive wisdom
you can have a fuller, holistic experience of yoga.
I come away from each session a little more flexible, a
little more unravelled and a little more present to the here and now, able to
absorb the natural beauty all around.
For aches and pains there’s a selection of miraculous
massages and treatments by skilful, nurturing therapists. My knotted-up fellow
guests rave about the results.
The other guests have come from New York, Dublin, Brussels,
Munich and London and by supper we are all ready to chat and socialise over Wes
the Wonder Chef’s scrumptious three-course meal of Vegetable Frittata and
Pesto, Baked Spicy Aubergines and Tabouleh and Caramelised Apple Crumble with
Salted Caramel Sauce! Absolutely delicious!
Vivienne, 58, from Dublin loves this place so much it’s her
second visit. The first time she came with a friend and was a little sceptical
as a yoga novice but was pleasantly surprised by how much she enjoyed it. She
says: “I loved the food, the people, the therapies, the yoga, the relaxing
atmosphere, the walks, everything! The staff are so easy-going but extremely
professional.
“As a single woman, I felt completely happy to come back on
my own. To be amongst a small group of like-minded, friendly people and to be
able to take time out for myself is very restorative. I experienced the deaths
of close friends recently and this has been a way to do something
life-affirming. I plan to come back every year.”
The vegetarian food is sublime. For me, as a committed
veggie, the gourmet meals are a true delight and for carnivore guests the
variety of delicious plant-based food is a true revelation.
The schedule for a six-day stay is perfectly designed to
take in yoga classes, therapies, hiking through the idyllic countryside, horse
riding (an optional extra) and sightseeing in historic Granada!
Hiking in the hills surrounding Orgiva is on the schedule
for Tuesday so we all set off early with a packed lunch to meet our flamboyant
guide, Francisco who tells us how the region is a magnet for rat race escapees
from around the world seeking an alternative, idyllic, rural lifestyle. Centuries
ago, the Moors built irrigation channels throughout the arid slopes that
continue to water flourishing crops of olive groves and lemon orchids, almond
and walnut trees.
Francisco is an expert in edible wild plants with healing
properties and he pauses to pick
leaves and fruits for us to taste, explaining
the health benefits along the way. Thankfully the autumnal weather is mild,
perfect in fact, for a challenging four-hour hike. We stop for a picnic lunch
in a shady spot then stumble across a herd of goats being driven through the
valley by the herdsman and two feisty dogs. What a bucolic vision!
I’m hobbling on sore feet with aching calf muscles by the
time we get back to the retreat to freshen up before the evening yoga class.
But Arantza has my hamstrings straightened out in no time!
Another appetising feast of generous proportions from
creative chef, Heather has us groaning with satiety as we push back from the
table and head for our tranquil rooms.
The lovely Cassie and Leah are charming hostesses and
capable John helps out with organising outings and transfers. The Kaliyoga
Retreat was started in 2002 by dynamic couple Johnathon and Rosie Miles who had
a vision to create a sanctuary of peace and self-discovery.
Come Wednesday, after a vigorous yoga session, six of us are
off to explore historic Granada! We are spirited along winding roads by local
driver Marco who regales us with stories of Granada’s distinguished past as the
city where Christopher Columbus persuaded Queen Isabella to sponsor his crazy
voyage to find the Americas in 1491!
We wander around the awe-inspiring Alhambra Palace, said to
be the unofficial eighth
wonder of the world! The exquisitely carved marble and
tile buildings date back to the 13th century and must be seen to be
believed!
As it turns dark and cold, we find a little café for tapas
and later a stylish restaurant to sample the local cuisine and finally
rendezvous with Marco for our ride back to the retreat, mesmerised by the
twinkling lights of the city.
I am embarrassed to admit that I almost chicken out on the
exhilarating hike on Thursday because my legs are so sore from more exercise in
a few days than I would usually do in a month! I am tempted to laze by the pool
with a book but muster the resolve at the last minute and throw on my backpack
and grab my chunky Canon to join our enthusiastic group piling into cars to
ferry us to the lofty starting point high above the Sierra with a view across
the ocean to the Atlas Mountains of Morocco.
I am so glad I didn’t ‘wimp out’ as now I get to push myself
beyond my limits. As we climb and climb the dusty track amongst the beautiful
forest my heart and lungs almost explode! I push on and on, with encouragement
from Cassie and Francisco and do some deep yogic breathing and focus on the
sky, not my weary feet, until finally we reach a natural spring for a brief
respite!
Onward and upward we trek taking in the magnificent views
across the Alpujarra mountains to collapse at our shady lunch spot under two
sturdy oak trees. I’ve got to admit I feel mighty proud of my efforts and know
this is a rare, sparkling day to remember. More
delights lay ahead as suddenly a massive bronze statue
of the Buddha Tara appears, perched cheekily on a mountaintop and a herd of
goats graze on the yellow grass as we meditate!
The last part of the hike sees us edging along a narrow
track perilously high looking down into a dramatic valley and upward across the
rugged range.
The drive back is peaceful as we savour the best kind of
physical and mental exhaustion!
After a pumpkin-inspired supper in honour of Halloween, with
a delectable orange-lime-lemon almond cake for dessert, two talented, flexible
performers from the local village treat us to an acrobatic-magic show!
By Friday morning I am doing a strenuous two-hour yoga class
without my mind wandering. I’ve gained a degree of inner strength and stamina.
Arantza’s charming Spanish-accented instructions are now feeding my soul with
encouragement to expect more of myself and stop making excuses because of my
“age”.
Connecting with the fit and feisty, agile and active people
in their 50s here in energising Orgiva makes me realise age is really just a
state of mind.
On my last day I experience a powerful deep-tissue massage
with Aussie character Patricia, who strengthened her
back and hands on fishing boats off the coast of Darwin before training in the
healing secrets of massage and moving to the colourful, international community
in Orgiva!
For our last evening session of yoga in the twilight we do
partner work, supporting each other in forward bends, back bends and even
headstands! It is incredible what you can do as a team!
An exotic vegetarian Indian feast completes the week’s
delectable meals as we celebrate our personal triumphs and new friendships and
say our fond farewells; going home, rejuvenated and transformed by the earthy
tranquillity and gentle caring of Kaliyoga.