Yoga with Me

A Sun Halo confirmation

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Life and its ups and downs hey!

It was a pleasure to enjoy some decent time feeling the “ease” again in life and it was full of excitement and feeling strong in my body!

I’m sure many can relate though, when suddenly the wind changed and before I knew it the metaphorical mud got thicker, the air got thinner, and everything, even breathing felt more strenuous. My Asana practice that I have been getting used to suddenly felt too hard, muscles fatiguing too quickly, blood pressure and HR spiking and taking extra time to adjust to every postural change. It’s a message saying that my nervous system is needing support or that something is out of wack!

I hear the message… SLOW right down.

What?! Here’s me thinking it’s time to speed things up and power on! Now what? I could ignore it and push on with some self judgement or I can start to reframe the situation and the subtle intelligence of the body.

How can I use this to inform my yoga practice that honours where my body is at

A Yoga Asana practice such as Hatha facilitates the connection between body, mind and breath…but there are times when connection to the breath in a fully supportive and restorative position where stillness and surrender is infact the very medicine that is needed or it might be the only thing available to you physically. It wont look like a sun salutation on the beach or breaking in sweat in chair pose at the studio HOWEVER this IS also Yoga. Taking the time to notice the breath and bringing full awareness to the room around you and then into your body to stay there for a while, practicing to sustain focus. It might be uncomfortable…who knows what emotional, mental or physical icky bits we’ve quickly gulped and shoved down, thinking “I’ll deal with that later” or “nope, I don’t have time to feel that right now”.

At a certain point it’s time to acknowledge it, ride it like a wave.
Whatever gets hidden, surpresssed, saved for later, might just need to be respected, expressed and sometimes heard. My trusted Teacher Holli Sinn shared with us (her students) something so true which she learnt from her beloved teacher and experience, that when something is unable to be expresssed, it turns into dis-ease. This lack of ease in life and in the body induces disharmony, inviting the elements to stray further and further out of balance causing…you got it….disease.

I was in the hospital for some tests and was connected by a spaghetti junction of wires to a monitor. The monitor was tracking my pulese rate, respiratory rate, oxygen sat, blood pressure and the electrical pattern of my heart functioning. When things started alarming with too high or too low I just tried to remember my practice and focussed my attention on my breath and slowing things down. At times it had an immediate effect on the alarms. In the moment I relied on my practice and I was able to control the breath as a tool to positively change the physiological processes happening in the moment. It didnt solve all my issues (lol) but I do believe at least small positive changes are happening. That is the stepping stones of a personal practice.

Just as I write this post I look up and I’m stunned to see a beautiful halo around the sun! I am a sucker for signs but I always feel it in my heart when I see something special. Especially when hard times make me question my faith.

I this story is useful for you in some way!

And P.S I’m ok 😘

This has to be one of my favourite things about yoga!

A sense of Oneness. Wholeness. Connectedness. Awe.

Whats yours?







“The yogic teachings advise that all our errors, all our problems, and all our suffering stem from this one misunderstanding: the illusion of separation. If we can correct this misunderstanding by realising the truth of Oneness, the way we live and act in the world automatically begins to shift to reflect this. A naturally emergent sense of honour, respect, and love for all existence arises within us.”

(Quote: Anthony Salerno - The Path of Light)

Going to bed feeling very grateful after spending time today catching up with beautiful friends at our favourite cafe then browsing next door at our favourite shop The Lotus Tree, Hobart. It’s almost a year since the five of us graduated from Sacred Seeds Yoga School. We gained training, certification and unexpectedly formed a priceless friendship. In Yoga philosophy, they call this relationship a Satsang, a company of truth seekers that journey and learn together 🌞🌛🕉️☕️

Looking forward to reading my new book, The Path of Light, which is a beautifully illustrated translation and commentary of the ancient yogic text - The Bhagavad Gita.

It’s definitely a whole other language!

Even without tone or inotation, the language of the body is often hard to listen to objectively. Being curious when we can’t is some great food for thought!

I try and honour the connection to my body with the practice of yoga because I know it cultivates the space that allows what is being said to be heard.








Quote: Melody Beattie - Journey To The Heart

My Camelia is in bloom!

Isn’t she beautiful!

I bought her a few years ago after immediately being drawn to the geometric petal pattern photographed on the label. Sacred geometry patterns fill me with so much awe and wonder and I love to see these shapes in nature knowing that similar patterns are mirrored in our own bodies and even out in the cosmos!
This is the first year she has produced flowers and I think I’m in love!

✨ The Golden Thread ✨

The practice of Yoga is known for bringing balance to the body, mind and spirit and its “way of life” clears and lights up the path that guides us to the truth of ourselves and the interconnectedness of everyone and everything around us. With this in mind, as a newly qualified yoga teacher I felt the weight and the importance of seeking out a trusted teacher or yoga therapist for help when my health seemed to crash at the end of last year.

Retrospectively, each challenge since December 2024 has been like an extension of my Yoga Teacher Training, an unexpected module, that although gruelling, I am truly grateful for. Just like a computer game I received my certification with a P**F 🎉 of celebration and then BOOM 💣 Level completed, dropping me instantly into the new more challenging level. Suddenly, my body got really loud! Symptoms so loud that I was unable to ignore it and it landed me in hospital. I starting pulling knowledge from my training and with my understanding of how disease will manifest from a person’s dis - ease I knew that whatever it was - yoga would help in some way. I soon realised that even with my fresh foundational yoga knowledge and interest in yoga philosophy, I still needed a lot of help to see the path I was on through all the fog. It was at this point I needed to be spoon fed my yoga.

During my training ealier in 2024 our mentor asked us to draw a series of images that represent the different qualities of a yoga teacher. I am such a visual learner so I loved this excersise. I remember so clearly drawing the teacher on one side of the poster sitting cross legged, and the student drawn on the opposite side right at the bottom of the paper much lower than the teacher. Connecting the teacher and the student was a golden thread which symbolised the conscious connection, an anchor, a safety rope from the teacher that facilitates the student’s deep dive and descent into the darker depths of the shadowy subconscious/unconscious mind. It’s from this murky bottom we can start to uncover and bring to the surface old patterns and behaviours that will inform the transformation from the inside out.

Maybe it was luck or maybe it was the stars aligning in my favour because one of my teachers and founder of Sacred Seeds Yoga School is also a qualified and experienced yoga therapist so i knew who to contact back in February 2025 when my yoga needed more hand holding. Teacher and Therapist Holli Sinn from Holli Yoga Therapy uses a blend of yoga, breath-work and psychotherapy to support clients 1:1 with personalised programs tailored to help heal and transform many physical and mental blocks an conditions. I can’t emphasise how valuable it has been to have a yoga teacher/therapist to guide me through this process of healing, exploration, strengthening and discovery.

The “golden thread” level of connection and trust between student and teacher is the foundation for inner work knowing that they are held, witnessed, safe and supported while coming up against really hard stuff and vulnerable places.

What has this taught me?

🌙 The value of finding and having the right teacher is priceless.

🌙 We were never meant to do this alone.

🌙 A yoga teacher can be so much more than a movement instructor.

🌙 Different conditions can change the environment. Same with the body.

🌙 Hard experiences = gems of wisdom

This week my 4 year old flopped on her chair holding her elbow, cried and said “mummy my scratch here STILL hurts”

I felt her confusion and disappointment.

I comforted her and said, “it’s healing! Things still hurt when they are healing”

What a great metaphor for life and the pain and the healing we all go through.

This year has been a roller coaster ride of learning and listening to my own body through the discomforts of one diagnosis after another. The desire to be healthy and strong for myself and family is palpable. I must acknowledge though my deep sense of disappointment and shame that my health journey has brought me this year. Ouch. It’s actually very good in a way because it shows me there is work to be done and gives me the opportunity to work through my belief patterns. My body has been unwell at times this year. It has been painful in many ways. But it’s also been an incredible invitation to learn about the mechanics of my physical body and examine the layers of my mind and sense of identity.

I’m learning that if we take the time to unveil our triggers/wounds and observe our reactions to discomfort, we can peel back the layers of habits and behaviours that we think makes us who we are. It’s been a learning curve of working out that the things “we do” are not truely who we are. Our true self can be hidden under a life time of conditioning and primative adaptation.

Our true self is the familiar light deep inside that we all share, and when you see it, you can’t unsee it and you start to recognise this same light in the people around you. Yoga, meditation and breathwork has helped me this year to recognise that suffering can offer an opportunity for transformation and peace, even if it just feels momentarily, I know that by continuing my practice these moments will become chapters, and potentially a lifetime.

Both can be true…we can be healing and it can still be hurting. ❤️

Tonight I went back dancing at my favourite ReWild somatic dance nights held by Abby (with yummy chai!) and “holy dooly”, it was exactly what I needed and was ready for!

It has felt like a long time coming! A few months ago I had a wobbly walk and could barely push through the fatigue, and its been a while working up to having the energy and functioning to drive there and back in the dark to the venue - and have enough in the cup to actually dance, so I had to be ready.

I know dance isn’t yoga per se so you may be wondering why I’m sharing this on here but for me, they hold very important similarities! The combination of breath, movement and awareness in a asana practice feels similar to dancing in the way it unites my body, mind and spirit, quiets my inner chatter and connects me to something larger than myself. The flow, the harmony, the sense of clarity and ease, it was all there.

I sometimes feel like dance is my first language and English my second. In English, I don’t have much to say and it’s easy to mumble and fumble…but if dancing were a language, I’d have limitless things to say!

I was so blissfully happy driving home, feeling like every cell in my body was awake and kissing with joy! 🌈💃✨🧘‍♀️

Finding balance in unexpected places.

Letting something go that’s truely not yours leaves space for what really is.

I had a quick hair trim this week, refined my short pixie cut at the salon.

I said to my Husband that evening that I considered this to be my favourite hairstyle I’ve ever had. He asked why, I pondered and then shared how liberating it felt to let go of something that we have all been conditioned over centuries to value in terms of beauty and femininity, sense of worth.

In my early adult/maiden days my hair was long, expressive, full bodied, a few curls and sometimes pretty wild. It was the long flowing locks that we were brought up absorbing as one of the signatures of a woman’s physical beauty, a symbol of femininity. It felt safe, like a cape, ready to flick, flirt, twirl or hide behind.

My curious nature has always made me wonder how it would feel to cut it all off one day…will I feel ugly or would I feel free? Would I lose my worth or would I feel like me?

When I was suffering with functional neurological disorder symptoms earlier this year it was a nudge to take the leap. Daily activities were challenging, lots of time was spent resting on a pillow or too tired to wash, condition and style my longer hair. My circumstances made it an easy choice. Even getting to the hair dresser was too hard, so a mobile hairdresser came to make the first move. I said: I need it short. I want something I can run my fingers through and not care for.

I let go. I was abit nervous. In the end I didn’t feel sad. I felt lighter. More me. Even though it was “less of me that everyone knew as me”.

Time passed and I finally felt able to get out and about and back to the hairdressers…and even though I could probably look after a longer style - I’ve decided to keep it short!

It was freeing to feel more me, still feminine, and a bit pretty actually with less than I thought I needed.

I know this lesson needs to carry through to other areas of my life…but for now…it’s good enough 💕

We can let go, and still be whole.

P.s. you don’t need to cut your hair…

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