06/02/2026
Fifteen years is a long time to keep returning to something you can’t always find.
But that’s what this practice was for Cerina: a kind of inner lighthouse.
Not the kind you “do every day,” not the kind you build an identity around—more like a secret door she’d learned existed.
And every few years, she’d go looking for it again.
She tried other yoga classes. They were beautiful in their own way, but Kundalini was different. Kundalini felt like remembering.
The breathwork didn’t just fill her lungs—it rearranged her day.
The meditation didn’t just quiet her mind—it brought her home to herself.
Still, instructors were rare. The door was hard to find.
Until, one week, she walked into a room and something in her softened immediately—like a held breath finally letting go.
There was music—carefully chosen, like someone had made a map out of sound.
Not noise. Not background. An invitation.
And there was Nicky.
Not loud, not performative—just present. The kind of guide who doesn’t push you through a practice, but stays close enough that your nervous system believes it’s safe to open. Considerate. Kind. Attuned.
Every session became a small, reliable spell:
Breath turning into steadiness.
Movement turning into release.
Stillness turning into clarity.
And then the gong.
Not just a “relaxation at the end,” but the moment the room became a universe—vibrations washing through everyone like warm water, smoothing the sharp edges of the week. A gentle undoing. A blessing.
What Cerina loved most, though, wasn’t only the practice—it was the atmosphere it created: blissful, yes… but also human.
A room full of lovely people choosing, week after week, to return to themselves together.
She’d found the door again.
And this time, it stayed open.
Thanks to Nicky.
And to the circle that gathers each week.
And to the kind of magic that doesn’t shout—
it simply holds you, until you remember you were never really lost.
If you are ready to try something new, something that brings you home to yourself, come along on Monday nights. 7pm in Hyde Heath.
First class is free.
We would love to share the magic with you.
Sat Nam