19/06/2025
Why I Don’t Always Share My Yoga Practice Online:
This morning, as I moved through my yoga practice, I found myself reflecting on something that’s been sitting quietly at the back of my mind for a while now: ‘Why do I feel such resistance when it comes to sharing my yoga practice online?’
At first, I thought perhaps it was down to time—those fleeting pockets of the day where fitting everything in feels like a challenge. Or maybe it was a question of self-confidence—of wondering whether what I have to offer is “enough.” But as I breathed through my flow, something deeper revealed itself.
It’s neither of those things.
It’s something more sacred.
You see, the reason I began practicing yoga was never for performance. It was never about being seen. It was, and still is, about healing. Yoga, to me, is an art form. One that asks for presence. One that asks for intimacy with the self. A place where distractions fall away and the breath becomes the only soundtrack. A space where I get to meet myself exactly where I am, with compassion and curiosity. It is medicine.
And while there was a time when I shared more of that journey outwardly, something has shifted. This practice, which began as an offering to myself, is still for myself. I honour it as a place where I process, where I listen in, where I come home to me.
As a yoga teacher, I do feel a responsibility to share the wisdom and beauty of this path. I’ve seen how transformational it can be—not just in my own life, but in the lives of those I’ve guided. Yoga opens the gateway to the soul. It gives us a moment, every day, to listen deeply, to gently unravel what’s heavy, and to piece ourselves back together again—softly, consciously, and with grace.
But here’s the truth: for me, placing a camera in the room pulls me out of that sacred space. It disrupts the very presence that yoga asks of me. And while I have endless respect for those who feel inspired to share their flows and their mat-moments online, I’ve realised it doesn’t feel authentic for me—not right now. Maybe also because I have needed my practice more than ever this past year.
Instagram, at its core, is a place of performance, of curation, of endless scrolls and digital noise, designed to literally distract you and take you out of presence and being. Yoga is the opposite. It’s an invitation to pause, to be still, to feel.
My yoga practice, is mine, and I do it for me.
So yes, I will continue to share this practice—with love, with reverence—but mostly in real time, with real people, in real rooms.
I’m releasing the self-judgement around not posting ‘enough’.
I’m choosing to trust that presence is enough.
That my practice still ripples outward, even if it’s not visible through a screen.
Because sometimes the most powerful practices are the ones no one else sees.
“Yoga is the journey of the self, through the self, to the self.” – The Bhagavad Gita
Let’s keep walking each other home—on and off the mat.
With love, always,
Lils x
