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Ten slow minutes on the way to school
One corner, three breaths and a boy who wanted to know what I was doing.
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Three breaths at the blue door
The whole practice, in the time it takes to push a door open.
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Walking the beach at the end of the day
Sandals in my hand, the tide coming in and nowhere I had to be.
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What to do with your hands when you walk
Let them hang, let them swing or hold something small. What I try and why.
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A tea on the roof after the children are asleep
Ten minutes with a glass of mint tea and a blanket, and nothing to fix.
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Counting the doors of one lane
One short lane, twenty-two doors and a cat who did not move.
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Hello, I’m Samira
I live in Essaouira, a few streets from the sea, with my husband and our two children. For years I walked everywhere in a hurry: to school, to the market, back again. One evening I realised I could not remember the walk home at all, and I decided to start noticing it.
Now I teach it. The letters are written in the lanes, on the beach and on our roof, in plain words. What I sell are the small things I wished I had on busy days: cards for a coat pocket, short guides to print, a journal for the evening and two short video courses, one for walking on your own and one for walking with your children. I am not a doctor and I do not teach anything difficult. I teach ten slow minutes and three breaths.