Just Bee Kind

04/15/2026

These photos popped up from 2023 when brought in a photographer... and honestly? I went full goblin mode with the props 🤣😂🤣

Blankets, bolsters, blocks… if it could make you feel held, it was in the room.

And yet here I am 3 years later…
my brain (as always) is like:
“yes but… what if we made it EVEN MORE cosy?”
Enter: hot stones!!

There’s something about warmth that lands differently in the body.
It softens faster.
It settles deeper.
It feels… ancient.
So naturally, I had to create something a little bit special with it.
"Stone & Stillness" is coming up and it will be cosy, grounding, and just a little bit indulgent.

Come melt with me 🫠
(DM for more details or book through my website link in bio)

Bee Still. Bee Kind. Bee You.

04/13/2026

Three weeks ago, I taught a Yin class to a group of Yoga Teachers in Training…

Now, that might not sound out of the ordinary, I teach classes all the time right? 🤪
This one felt different.

This one felt… holy.

I was invited back by my teachers, .sisterscience and , into the very container where my own journey deepened. To step back into that space, familiar, warm, full of possibility, was a full circle moment I didn’t even realise I needed.

Looking back, it’s been a wild ride.
Not just as a teacher or massage therapist, but as a human, learning, unlearning, softening, growing.

I carry so much gratitude for all the teachers who have shaped me along the way.

Here’s the part that’s stayed with me…

During the Q&A, I was sharing about my Yoga for Grief work when Jill mentioned to the group that I had created this series.

It made me pause. I did create this, I've built my own container.

Not from a training.
Not from a template.
But from lived experience, curiosity, and a willingness to follow something that didn’t yet have a clear shape.

Lately, I’ve felt a bit of a fire under me. A pull toward trusting that creative current a little more…
letting things be a little messy, a little magical.

I’m not sure when the next Yoga for Grief series will be… but I can feel something growing here.

This work is evolving, I’m creating, I’m listening… so if this speaks to you, stay close.

Watch this space.

Bee Still. Bee Kind. Bee You.

04/07/2026

It may not feel like spring out there right now…
snow, ice, that sharp little bite in the air…
and yet here it is, a whole season unfolding in the palm of my hand.

Just look at those colours, those colours don’t whisper… they sing!

A reminder that warmth, growth, and softness
are already on their way back to us.
Maybe we don’t have to wait for spring to arrive…
maybe sometimes we get to hold it, even just for a moment.

Bee Still. Bee Kind. Bee You.

04/04/2026

I just had to give this one a post of its very own… a sweet lil bee browsing my website Aww

What’s the song???
🎵 Birds do it, bees do it… even educated fleas do it… 🎵

Honestly… I bet they all do self-care better than I do 🤣😂
Who's with me? 😂

This month you can enter my April Deep Rest & Reset challenge.
Come to a class or book a massage and you’ll be entered to win a:
Restorative + Massage session for two 😍🥰

You can join me at:
Alchemy Yoga on April 25 -
Restorative + Bowls Night ($40)

Stone & Stillness on April 26 -
Restorative Yoga + Hot Stones ($90)

Message me for more info or to grab your spot

Bee Still. Bee Kind. Bee You.

03/31/2026

Soooo... I did this today! Went and had a lovely chat with the beautiful Candice from the radio!

What fun! In all the excitement I have no idea what I even talked about 😂🤣 so I'll have to listen in when I appear tomorrow around 4:45pm ❤️🙏❤️

Started a new feature on the CochraneNow web/app. It is called Cochrane Characters and you can find it on our website.

First up is Katie: The Singing Yogi.
Just Bee Kind

03/29/2026

Something soft is landing in April my Buzzy Buzzy Bees…

A little reset
A little ritual
A little something to say thank you for being here.

If you’ve been thinking about coming to class, thinking about coming for a massage…
Then this might be your sign to book in soon. 🪧

Bee Still. Bee Kind. Bee You

03/29/2026

I'm not going to lie… things feel a little chaotic behind the scenes right now. All new HRT, sleep all over the place, my body figuring itself out in real time. And yet… there’s something really good moving through. A quiet steadiness underneath it all.

I keep returning to my word for this year, “deliver”, and I’m starting to understand what that means for me. It's; not pushing, not forcing, just showing up… and letting it come through. Letting what’s ready land. There’s a gentle kind of fire here 🔥🐎 one that doesn’t rush, but knows.

April is going to be a beautiful month of just that. Gentle momentum. Small, meaningful shifts. If you want to meet yourself there, I’ve got space for you ❤️ 🙏 🐝

Bee Still. Bee Kind. Bee You

03/08/2026

A phrase I hear a lot, whether someone is lying on a yoga mat or on my massage table:
"Oh… I needed that."
Sometimes it’s followed by “I didn’t even realise that bit was tight!” which always makes me laugh a little, because our bodies are very good at quietly collecting tension while we go about our busy lives.

Deadlines, grief, long drives, stress, sitting weirdly, sleeping funny… it all adds up. Then suddenly you pause for a moment, on the mat, on the table, in stillness, and our body goes “Ahhh… finally.”

It’s one of the quiet privileges of my work, witnessing that moment when someone realises their body has been holding more than they knew… and that it’s safe to let a little of it go. 🐝

Apparently shoulders can creep up around your ears without permission? 😂🤣😂

Bee Still. Bee Kind. Bee You.

03/05/2026

Heat held in stone.
Stillness held in the body.

Stone & Stillness: Embers & Exhale Edition is a small, candlelit restorative ritual designed to warm the body, quiet the mind, and lengthen the exhale.

Expect long held restorative postures, heated basalt stones, gentle hands-on support, aromatherapy, and a deep, unhurried Savasana.

We will close the evening with a simple tea ritual, an invitation to linger for a moment before returning to the world.

Only 5 spots are available for this intimate session in the Bamboo Studio .

Reserve your place through the link in bio or QR code.

Bee Still. Bee Kind. Bee You.

03/02/2026

We are storytelling creatures. Before we had Wi-Fi, before we had textbooks, before we had therapy language and self-help podcasts… we had firelight and each other. We gathered. We spoke. We listened. We passed down what hurt, what healed, what hunted us in the dark and what shimmered in the sky. Stories taught us where the dangers were. Stories taught us how to love. Stories taught us how to survive long enough to become wise.

A story lets us practice being human without the immediate risk. Through myth and memory, fact and fiction, we rehearse courage. We feel grief without drowning. We explore curiosity without leaving the room. Our nervous systems soften when we hear, “me too.” Our imagination stretches when we hear, “what if?”
This is why I weave story into my Yoga For Grief series and classes. Sometimes it’s Gods and goddesses. Sometimes it’s a tale from histories ornscience. Sometimes it’s a slightly inappropriate joke that slipped past my teenage brain filter. 😏 All of it is medicine.

Because when we sit together and share stories, we are not just passing time, we are building meaning. We are reminding each other that we are not alone in the underworld, the waiting room, the healing room.

Story is a bridge.
Story is a lantern.
Story is the hum beneath the hive. And if you’ve ever sat in one of my classes, you’ll know… I will always choose the long way round if there’s a good story to tell.

Bee Still. Bee Kind. Bee You. Bee Curious.

02/28/2026

A teacher’s seat.

It’s a privilege and an honour to sit here. Whatever brings you through the door, to stretch, to be quiet, to listen outwardly or inwardly, to untangle your thoughts, to make sense of your world, the seat I hold for you is sacred. Not because I am perched upon it, but because of what happens around it. The breath. The bravery. The softening. The unseen shifts.

Now, I’m not the sermon-on-the-mount kind of teacher. I will absolutely laugh at my own mistakes. I will occasionally make an inappropriate joke because something tickled my teenage brain. I might say “left” and mean “right.” I am human in this seat. But I am also deeply aware of the gravity of it, that when you lie down, close your eyes, and trust me to guide you inward… that trust is holy.

I always thank my students. Every single class. But the words rarely capture what I actually feel. Because what I feel is awe. That you choose to show up. That you let me witness your process. That you allow me to hold the thread while you wander your inner landscape. It is not lost on me. This seat is not power. It is responsibility. And it is love. 🐝✨

Bee Still. Bee Kind. Bee You

02/22/2026

Meet the team ❤️

These three have names because they are not just instruments to me. They are companions. Teachers. Gatekeepers of different doorways within the body.

Styx
Tuned to the sacral chakra, the centre of emotion, fluidity, creativity, and deep feeling.
Named after the goddess of the river Styx, the guardian of the threshold between worlds. In mythology, Styx was not something to be feared, but something to be crossed. A passage. A transition.
This bowl helps soften the places we grip. It reminds the body that feeling is not dangerous, it is movement. It is life flowing again.

King H’Arthur
Tuned to the heart chakra, the bridge between the physical and the energetic, the place where strength and tenderness coexist.
Named after the once and future King, who symbolises the balance of courage and compassion. A true leader does not harden the heart, he protects it.
This bowl anchors. It steadies. It reminds us that vulnerability is not weakness. It is the doorway to connection.

Lulu
Tuned to the throat chakra, the centre of voice, truth, and expression.
Named after the iconic Scottish singer Lulu, whose voice carries both power and soul. The human voice is one of the most ancient healing instruments we have. Before words, there was sound. Before understanding, there was vibration.
This bowl supports expression, not just speaking, but allowing truth to move through the body without obstruction.

And then… there is my voice.
Layered over the top of these bowls is the sound I carry. I sing to my students in each class, not as performance, but as offering. As bridge. As invitation for the nervous system to soften, to listen, and to remember that it too is an instrument.

Together, we create the field. 🐝

PS… if you book a Nectar Flow Massage & Nidra, you don’t just get me.
You get Styx, King H’Arthur, Lulu… and the field we create together.

Bee Still. Bee Kind. Bee You