Yogashona

18/06/2026

This week I caught myself doing something I’ve done for years.

I was cleaning the bathroom and mentally rehearsing conversations that weren’t actually happening.

What I’d say.

What they’d say.

How I’d explain myself.

How I’d make sure I got my point across so they understood.

How I’d get it right.

And underneath all of that was something much more human:

Trying to secure connection.

Trying to avoid rejection.

Trying to become a version of me that couldn’t be misunderstood.

The funny thing is that I know the conversations almost never happen the way I rehearse them anyway. 🤣

And it made me wonder how much of life we spend rehearsing…..waiting.

Waiting until we’re calmer.

More confident.

More certain.

More healed.

More successful.

More acceptable.

Meanwhile life keeps quietly happening in the version we’re trying to improve.

What version of yourself are you waiting to become before you’re allowed to fully live?

🧡

This is something we’ll be exploring together in “It’s OK to Be Human” later this month.

Not how to become a better version of yourself.

But how to be a little more at home with the one who’s already here.

16/06/2026

The funny thing about digital photography is that we rarely take one photo anymore.

We take ten.

Twenty.

Thirty 🤣

And then we choose the one we like best.

The best angle.

The best light.

The best version.

And there’s nothing wrong with that.

But as I was walking this week, I noticed myself doing exactly that.

Not just with photographs.

With life.

This feeling shouldn’t be here.

This version of me isn’t the one I want.

This stage of life isn’t quite right.

I’ll take another one.

A better one.

A more presentable one.

A more acceptable one.

And I wondered how much of life we miss while we’re waiting for the edited version 🤷

🧡

14/06/2026

A client recently told me something that stopped me in my tracks.

She has worked incredibly hard in her recovery and has a social event on the horizon.

When she first mentioned it, I assumed she might be worried about being around alcohol.

But she wasn’t.

As we explored what felt overwhelming, something else emerged.

Self-consciousness.

Vulnerability.

Self-doubt.

Fear.

What if people judge me?

What if they think I’m awkward?

What if I’m only invited out of pity?

What if everyone else seems to belong except me?

And then she said something so moving that has stayed with me :

People often see the alcoholic.

They don’t see the human.

💔

I think we do this all the time.

Not just with addiction.

With anxiety.

With depression.

With chronic pain.

With eating disorders.

With OCD.

With neurodivergence.

With grief.

With anger.

With perfectionism.

With people-pleasing.

We reduce people to the thing they’re struggling with and miss the humanity underneath.

The person who wants what most of us want:

To belong.

To be accepted.

To be loved.

To be seen.

And perhaps most importantly…

To not be judged.

The more people I work with, the more I’m convinced that beneath so many struggles is the same quiet fear:

If people really saw me, would I still belong?

Maybe that’s why so many of us spend so much energy performing, pleasing, hiding, achieving, fixing, overthinking and trying to get it right.

Maybe we’re trying to secure connection.

The irony is that the moments we feel most connected are often the moments we’re brave enough to be a little more honest about our humanity.

Maybe part of healing isn’t becoming someone else.

Maybe it’s discovering that you were never as alone in your humanity as you thought.

🧡

This is something we’ll be exploring together in “It’s OK to Be Human” later this month.

A space to stop fixing, stop performing, and spend some time with what’s already here.

Sunday 28th June 2-5pm
Follow the link to the calendar in the bio for more details.

11/06/2026

This week’s question has been:

Where are you trying to get to?

Yesterday I thought I was waiting for my teenager to finish his college induction day.

But when I paid attention, I realised I was actually waiting for the present moment to be over.

The mind wanted to fill the time.
Use the time.
Optimise the time.
Be distracted from the time 😂

Anything except simply be there.

And then when it was time to go home life threw in a plot twist and the car wouldn’t start. 🤦🏻🤣

It’s funny how often our suffering comes not from what’s happening, but from wanting to be somewhere else.

Not because this moment is perfect.

Not because we have to like it.

But because life keeps insisting on being lived where we already are.

🧡

P.S. If you’re curious about exploring these ideas more deeply, there are still a few spaces available in my upcoming workshop, It’s OK to Be Human on Sunday 28th June.

09/06/2026

My teenager was 45 minutes late leaving for a trip this weekend.

I sat in the car getting increasingly annoyed 😤

Not because I was sitting in a car.

Because I didn’t want to be there. Waiting.

I wanted to be 45 minutes further into the journey.

I noticed my mind started filling in all the gaps…

We’ll be late.

Traffic will be awful.

My other teenager will be waiting to get picked up.

The whole day will be thrown off.

The tension I felt was real.

The scenarios mostly weren’t.

It made me wonder how much of our lives are spent trying to get somewhere else.

The end of the day.

Friday.

Retirement.

The next relationship.

The next promotion.

The next holiday.

The next version of ourselves.

Even happiness can become another destination we think we’ll arrive at when everything is finally sorted out.

The irony is that life keeps happening while we’re rushing towards it.

😭😭😭

Lately I’ve been realising that so much of our suffering comes from trying to get somewhere else.

That’s one of the reasons I created

STAYING — A place to stop performing and start belonging.

It’s a monthly, in person group space to pause, take a breath and explore what happens when we stop rushing past our lives.

For more details and to join us in July follow the link in the bio.

07/06/2026

I feel things much more now than I used to.

Joy feels bigger.
Love feels deeper.
Beauty feels sharper.
But grief, fear, uncertainty and vulnerability feel more alive too.

There’s more humanity
Yet somehow less struggle.

Years ago I think a lot of my “self work” was secretly driven by the hope that one day I’d finally arrive at a version of myself that didn’t have to feel uncomfortable things anymore 😆

Now I’m seeing that being fully alive means being available for ALL of it.

The heartbreak.
The awkwardness.
The tenderness.
The awe.
The cringe.
The not knowing.
The moments standing in the kitchen wondering why you suddenly feel emotional stirring porridge 😂

But the difference is:
the feelings don’t grip me in the same way now.

They move.
They breathe.
They pass through.

They’ve lost their stickiness.

And honestly?
I think that’s what ease really is.

Not becoming untouchable…
but becoming less afraid of being human.

The truth is, most of the insights I’ve been sharing lately haven’t come from books or courses.

They’ve come from real conversations with real people learning how to stop fighting themselves quite so much.

If that feels like a conversation you’d like to have, I currently have space for a few new 1:1 clients 🧡

04/06/2026

The run became much easier when I stopped mentally comparing it to a different version of me.

Not because I suddenly became fitter, faster, younger or less achy 😂

Because I stopped arguing with reality.

It reminded me of something I say in yoga classes all the time:

“We do yoga with the body we’ve got, not the one we wish we had”

Maybe life works the same way.

The body we’ve got.

The feelings we’ve got.

The circumstances we’ve got.

The people we’ve got 😆

Not because we have to love every part of it.

But because fighting reality is exhausting 😮‍💨

02/06/2026

This doesn’t mean liking everything.

Or giving up.

Or never wanting things to be different.

It simply means noticing how much energy we spend fighting reality.

I’ve been seeing this everywhere lately…

In my yoga practice.

In my relationships.

In my business.

In my own thoughts.

And every time I notice the argument, there seems to be a little more space available.

A little more ease.

A little less suffering.

31/05/2026

28/05/2026

Honestly though…this has been such a clear example of what I’ve been talking about lately 😂

A tiny external thing happens…

…someone messages me to say that they can’t see the new workshop details in the calendar…

and instantly the mind creates:
panic,
urgency,
meaning,
identity,
catastrophe 😂

“This is broken.”
“Someone will see.”
“They’ll think I’m unprofessional.”
“They’ll never work with me again.” 😫

Meanwhile the actual reality is:
a mildly annoying tech issue 😆

What I’m noticing lately is that practice doesn’t stop me getting activated…

…but it DOES help me see what’s happening while it’s happening.

And somewhere in that awareness there’s usually a little more space,
a little less gripping,
a little less silent screaming 😱
and occasionally the ability to laugh at myself before I spiral into fixing my entire life because a link didn’t work 🙄🤣

If you’ve followed the link to the invisible 28th June workshop info 😂 please bear with me while the issue gets resolved.