Practice = Prayer = Play 🙏✨
When you love what you get to do sooooo much!* Especially when you’re sharing sweet suryalila with shining souls 🙏❤️
* But you rarely get pics or vids doing it — thank you for the sneaky snippet 🙏
Anna Sugarman Yoga
e-ryt 500. glamorous gypsy. superstar philanthropist. academic goddess. happiness architect. courage
21/05/2026
Ceremony + Community 🙏💛✨
Early morning smoke blessings and song,
Welcomed beautifully to belong…
In a shining community together afloat,
On colorful, rectangular (Liforme!) boats.
Waves of trust and hope, held in ritual,
Joining forces to release the habitual.
Healing cellularly with each breath,
The sweetest rest and deepest stretch.
One room contained a million seasons,
United for simple, profound reasons.
To receive and believe in individual change,
So that the collective will never be the same.
Consciousness expanded through pause and flow,
From every atom through each yogi toe.
Blessed by extraordinary guides and kindred souls,
Blown away by true community — my heart is full.
🙏 Thank you , , , , and the many other cosmic adventurers who welcomed me into their exquisite hearts last week and reminded me that the practice is in the pause, that there’s immense strength in the hold and magic in the breath, that core work makes a scrumptious breakfast, that I can still do deep af backbends, that physical touch touches the psyche, and that flowing to great ‘80s and ‘90s hits truly hits the spot.
🌟 Biggest takeaway: Being part of a community is everything. The strength I know so well, and crave when it’s missing. Please join mine — YTT begins in October, and it’s all about union — on and off the mat.
🙏 Namaste — India, 2020
Reminiscing as times keep shifting
When she was two and we were new
At parenting and understanding
That the world isn’t always as it seems
And now this feels like a distant dream
Adventures past and years gone fast
She’s changed so much and life has too
Bittersweet fleeting forever, with you…
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Used to meeting the present moment alone,
solitude in breath and body feels like home.
But here, surrounded by hearts beating as one,
the seriousness of Now felt softer, undone.
Afloat together, held by something bigger than me,
in a container with strangers connected, I felt free…
To not flying solo. To asking for support. To gathering your tribe. To finding what you didn’t know you were seeking. To doing it Now.
📸 + friendship + inspiration = .mondi
🧘🏽♀️ .e1 +
20/04/2026
💛 Back to school was sad today,
After three weeks off and so much play…
Egg hunts, painted faces, gluey hands,
Long walks, gym runs, a rave night for mom and dad.
So much work to juggle through,
Yoga and ju jitsu too…
Wildly busy, beautiful, super messy holidazzze,
The time together — so worth the craze! 💛
24/03/2026
✨ Small moments make a big difference.
Presence powered by mini practices amidst many meetings… intentional inhales and exquisite exhales between exponential emails… making magic alongside mountains of housework, admin and “Mummaaaaaaay!”
Seizing the in-betweens feels like Me Time when it looks like there’s no time. Calm and chaos coexist when I see the precious pockets as opportunities — to fill with energy for the rest.
🙏❤️
04/02/2026
Fill your cup 💛 27 February - 1 March
Unwind with like-hearted souls,
In peaceful nature, relax and unfold.
Nurturing practices, nourishing food,
Yoga, walks, rest, connection, solitude.
Morning flows in cozy spaces,
Midday strolls in beautiful places.
Evening restorative and bonfires,
Come as you are, leave inspired.
Be held in sweet magic and community,
Nothing to do, nowhere else to be…
✨ Weekend Retreat with and me
☀️ Seaford • Seven Sisters •
🌙 www.AnnaSugarmanYoga.com
31/12/2025
’Tis the season to… Shop. Drop. Entertain. Be entertained. Give. Receive. Eat. Drink. Laugh. Cry. Celebrate. Commiserate. Play. Practice. Adventure. Retreat… So many things! Are you fitting in the ones that nourish your soul?
Often our practices are put on the back burner during busy times. But… Knowing that maintaining the things that help you be, give, experience more presence in all that you do, may help you give yourself permission to breathe, move, meditate, even if an abbreviated version.
May the light of this season lessen the load of the past and illuminate your way ahead. Thank you for celebrating and sharing with me, and for letting me support you. Wishing you joy, peace, ease, courage and contentment – now and always. 🙏❤️✨
Dropping back has always felt like the ultimate opportunity to trust — not only that my hands would find the mat but that the mat would be there this time, every time. Remember when Indiana Jones tossed pebbles across the invisible bridge to make sure it was there?
The other thing about drop backs that I find exquisitely, joyfully inspiring is that we’re essentially opening our heart to achieve/receive this trust. And as the same neurons are found in our heart as in our brain, we’re cerebrally and physically leading with our heart — perhaps this is definitive of trust…
Anyway, it takes absolute trust — and a wide open heart — to drop back, on and off the mat. In Self. In More. In what’s here Now, irrelevant to what’s been there before.
So… Dropping back at .e1 — easy. Dropping shyness about sharing it here — eeeek.
Thank you amazing .mondi for capturing the moment, creating this magic, and encouraging me to trust myself and share it. Thank you for guiding me so beautifully and for supporting me so brilliantly.
Also, there’s something awesome about the mystery — where my hands will land, how this post will land… what’s in my heart and yours Now. 🙏❤️
💛 8 trips round the sun with Stella ✨
Learning, thriving, growing tall,
Clothes getting too small…
Exploring life and the world, finding her groove,
Experimenting with boundaries and attitude…
Everything is possible, only limitless is known,
Each step further away from baby is closer to grown…
It’s thrilling, inspiring, amazing,
And heartbreaking…
She doesn’t need me as much anymore,
So I’m doing my job, that’s what I am for…
And she’s more powerful than ever,
Opinionated, beautiful and clever…
I strive to nurture her feistiness, fuel her fire, encourage her curiosity,
Keep her courageous soul wild and free…
My guru, my mirror, my joy and light,
Showing me my path, she shines so bright…
I’m beyond proud of her, and of us too,
Gratefully witnessing her become who,
She’s meant to be, all the things she will do,
But the moments of childhood seem so few…
Wasn’t I just her everything all the time?
The more she’s her the less she’s mine…
The blinding speed of so much to discover,
The bittersweetness of being her mother.
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