Yogashona

19/05/2026

I think for years I approached healing and spirituality like a self improvement project.

I thought I knew what my life should look like so I got busy.

Trying to become:
more peaceful,
more certain,
less reactive,
less emotional,
more healed.

A “better” version of me.

But lately life keeps showing me the practice is actually about meeting the life that’s HERE.

The feelings that are here.
The ageing body that’s here.
The uncertainty that’s here.
The awkwardness that’s here.
The ordinary Tuesday morning that’s here 😮‍💨

Not the version I think should be happening instead.

And strangely, the less I resist my actual life…
the more alive it feels.

17/05/2026

I spent a lot of years thinking “doing the inner work” meant becoming a calmer, wiser, more healed, more together version of myself 😅

A version that finally got life right.
A version that didn’t overthink.
Didn’t wobble.
Didn’t feel awkward.
Didn’t feel too much.

And honestly… sometimes I was just trying to become someone who finally deserved to exist comfortably in the world 😂

What I’m slowly seeing now is that peace doesn’t seem to come from becoming a different person.

It comes from spending a little less energy resisting the one who’s already here.

Even when she’s messy.
Even when she’s uncertain.
Even when she’s standing in the kitchen overthinking life & waiting for the kettle to boil 😮‍💨😆

14/05/2026

I gave up drinking 11 years ago because I was exhausted from trying not to feel…. like me.

Back then it looked obvious.
Alcohol.
Escaping.
Numbing.
Avoiding.
Chaos 😅

What I’m noticing lately is how subtly the same pattern continued afterwards.

Trying to become a calmer version of me.
A more healed version.
A more spiritual version.
A more regulated version.
A version that finally got life “right”.

Even presence became another thing to perform properly 😂

And the strange thing is…
life actually has become quieter and steadier over the years.

But not because I finally figured everything out & fixed myself.

More because I’m slowly stopping the constant movement away from what’s already here.

Including:
restlessness,
resistance,
doubt,
joy,
fear,
awkwardness,
loneliness,
beauty,
washing the dishes,
weeding the garden,
laughing at myself,
all of it.

Turns out freedom feels much more ordinary than I expected 😮‍💨

I work with people 1:1 in this space too.

Not fixing.
Not forcing calm.
Not becoming a better version of themselves.

Just learning how to stay with what’s here.

I currently have a few spaces for yoga therapy clients
if this work resonates.

There’s a link to details in the bio or you can message me directly.

12/05/2026

10/05/2026

I expected something bigger would happen.

That if I stayed with things instead of escaping them…
life would become calmer, clearer… easier.

And in some ways, it did.

Less chaos.
Less reacting.
More space.

But not because everything changed.

Because I stopped trying to change everything.

The same thoughts are still here.
Doubt still shows up.
Some days still feel heavy.
Some days feel tender.

Nothing dramatic happened.

And yet…

I’m here for it in a way I wasn’t before.

Not trying to fix it.
Not trying to rush past it.

Just… here.

07/05/2026

We’re told to live in the present moment.

To be here.
To stop escaping.
To come back to what’s now.

And many of us know this.

We’ve read the books.
We understand the idea.
We do the practices.

But there’s something we don’t always see.

We’re not actually avoiding the present moment.

We’re avoiding the version of it that shows up.

Because when it’s here…

It’s often messy.
Uncomfortable.
Restless.
Unresolved.

And quietly, almost without noticing, we think:

“This isn’t it.”

So we go back to trying.

Trying to calm it.
Regulate it.
Make it feel more peaceful.
More clear.
More… spiritual.

A better version of the moment.

— But this is it —

Not the calm version.
Not the clear version.

— This one —

And this is where the practice really begins.

05/05/2026

Things have changed over the years of practice.

Less chaos.
Less reacting.
More space.

And still…

The same thoughts show up.
The same feelings move through.

This is still my life.

What’s different is…

I’m not trying to get away from it as quickly.

03/05/2026

This is harder than it looks.

Not the washing up.
Not the moment itself.

Staying.

There’s a subtle habit of needing to add something extra…

Fixing. Improving.
Trying to feel a bit better.

I didn’t always see it.

Even when I thought I was “being with what’s here”…
there was often still a quiet pull to change it.

To take the edge off.
To make it more comfortable.

This is different.

Nothing added.
Nothing taken away.

Just this.

Even when it’s restless.
Even when it’s boring.
Even when it’s uncomfortable.
Even when it feels like a lot.

This is the practice I keep coming back to.

Not to feel better.
Not to get anywhere.

Just to stay.

🕊️🧡

30/04/2026

Something I’ve been noticing recently…

This isn’t new.

The pull to move away from what’s here.

It used to look like:

reaching for ci******es and alcohol
relying on caffeine
reacting too quickly
impulse buying

Now it’s much more subtle.

Planning.
Adjusting.
Reaching.
trying to change how something feels… just slightly.

But it’s the same movement.

Away from what’s here.

Seeing that has changed how I meet it.

Not by fixing it.

Just by noticing it…
and sometimes staying.

🕊️🧡

28/04/2026

I’ve already shared how I started to see
the subtle ways I was standing outside my life.

What’s been more interesting is what’s happening now.

Noticing it…
and not immediately doing anything about it.

Not fixing it.
Not moving away from it.

Just staying.

Sometimes that looks like:

sitting with restlessness
not reaching for distraction
letting something feel uncomfortable for a bit longer than I used to

It’s simple.

But not always easy.

So I’ve found myself coming back to a few quiet reminders
when it feels hard.

Not to get it right.

Just to help me stay.

I’ve written them out simply if you want them

— link in bio.

🕊️🧡