Soul Nature Yoga

01/04/2026

As I sit on a bench in a park in a small coastal city, Setúbal in Portugal, bathing in the evening warmth that feels like summer in my T-shirt, watching people and fully enjoying my time, feeling the salt on my skin from a day at the beach and a swim in the cold Atlantic, after cycling along the coastline, I finally let myself rest after months of work in Morocco, take time to reflect and decompress.

I can’t stop feeling this pure empowerment inside me, this deep sense of contentment, how deeply I trust my body and listen to her without fear to follow.

As I needed to find a way back from Morocco to Greece without it costing a fortune right before catholic Easter, and also pause somewhere to land before returning to my reality, as of my home base, Lisbon tickets were unbelievably inviting cost of a bus ride🥰🤍.

My body vibrated yesssss. I didn’t want to stay in Lisbon all the time. I was torn between surfing or camping/hiking but had no gear for the latter. When I shared my dilemma with , she suggested the coastline of Setúbal and how she cycled around it 🥰. I looked it up and my body said yes again. Finding an e-bike and a room was easy.

The more you travel, the more at ease you become arriving in new places, speaking to people, observing culture which is my an absolute favourite thing. Even doing something new like this cycling journey didn’t stop me, I simply followed the pull to explore.

I don’t believe in doing just one thing. I follow what calls me. There is so much to experience, why limit yourself.

And in this moment it became so clear. This way of living with no doubt or fear, just moving and choosing, is TRUST. The one I teach, the one I share, and the one I live.

Go and follow. Do and live. Not waiting for someone or something, but choosing yourself.

Pause. See it in yourself. Appreciate it. Give yourself CREDIT.

I am deeply in love with this WOMAN, Myself obviously 😝🤍.

And this is exactly what I hold space for inside my Into the TRUST retreat, a return to your body, your trust, your truth.

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01/03/2026

Thank you, Winter.

On this first day of calendar winter, and just 19 days before Earth steps into spring, I want to honour all that this season has given me. It brought me joy, peace, and deep healing.

This was the winter I came home to more of myself. Gently removing layers of old holding, past conditioning, and unnecessary weight. Learning to trust. To simply be. To let go of attachments of all kinds.

I spent my winter in Morocco, with a short pause to visit friends in London and a brief return home to Crete. I had dreamt of this freedom for so long—of being able to move, to follow life where it calls. I didn’t know how it would feel to leave home before my daughter did, to begin a new cycle as myself, as Lana. I will always be her mama—but now I am the mama of an adult.

This season taught me to truly see her as her own person. Not an extension of me. Not someone who needs to live or choose as I would. It was a profound lesson. As parents, we guide and protect, but sometimes we don’t see when it’s time to release and meet each other anew.

Through moments of struggle, clarity arrived. I saw that the old ways of communicating no longer work. We are learning each other again, stepping into a new stage of our relationship. And to feel this awareness fully—to live it in every cell—is deeply liberating.

We are forever changing. There is no limit to growth, to understanding, to softening into life’s layers.

This winter reminded me: people are their own beings. Let them be. There is nothing to prove. No need to spend energy where it isn’t met or understood.

It also reminded me of community and human connections no matter where we all come from, how fast total strangers become like family, how easy it is to connect when the heart is open.

There aren’t enough words or images to capture how deeply this season held me. The land, the silence, the trust in my body—all of it guided me here.

Thank you thank you to all🤍

16/02/2026

As the Snake completes her final circle around my whole self,
I sit in stillness with all she has taken,
and all she has given.

She asked for lot, a lot more I thought I had.

She asked me to release the skins I outgrew
but still carried out of memory,
out of fear,
out of habit.

She asked me to meet myself
without the armour,
without the stories,
without the doubt I learned to call home.

And so I shed.

In quiet moments.
In tears that had no language.
In breaths that trembled between grief and relief.

She taught me that letting go is not loss —
it is return.

Return to intuition.
Return to truth.
Return to the body that always knew.
Embodiment in trust.

There were moments I felt stripped to bone,
but it was soul.
Soul does not pretend.
Soul remembers who you are.

And now, as the Horse approaches —
I feel her in my blood already.
Movement. Fire. Freedom.
A force that does not ask for permission to live fully.

But I honour the Snake first.

For her endings.
For her medicine.
For the quiet, sacred death of who I no longer am.

Nothing was wasted.
Nothing was against me.
Everything was initiation.

I sit here now — softer, clearer, more whole.

Grateful for what fell away.
Grateful for what remained.
Grateful for what is ready to run free.

12/02/2026

When it’s hard to choose just one 🤍

So grateful to have been captured by the beautiful soul and so talented during our last women’s yoga retreat.

There’s something special about being photographed while doing what you love.

Here I am — glowing from leading yet another circle of incredible women. Every retreat brings new connections, deep conversations, shared laughter, soft tears, and so much gratitude.

For me, teaching retreats is always a two-way journey.
Women come to rest, to truly decompress, to reconnect with themselves. And my role is to listen — to their energy, their needs, their unspoken wishes — and weave it all organically into the program.

Watching them leave feeling stronger, softer, more connected to their bodies and their trust… that is everything.

It matters deeply to me that women return home loving life a little more. Feeling at home in their bodies. Standing in strength, sensation and self-trust. Showing up with a genuine smile.

These photos also mark something personal for me.

The journey of becoming the woman and teacher I already was — but sometimes doubted. Yes… insecurity played its part. But leading retreat after retreat brought me back to my own foundation.

To my inner woman.

Steady. Confident. Undisturbed by outside opinions or echoes of the past.

Standing firmly in who I am — with love.

And that’s the gift I hope to hold space for. Because how we choose to live and feel in our bodies every day… that’s everything.

Retreat season is unfolding again 🤍

Retreat with me:

6th - 11th of March Meditation and Yoga retreat

13th - 16th of March, W o m e n R e t r e a t

23rd -28th of October, R O O T E D in T R U S T, a harvest Full Moon W o m e n Retreat In OM shanti and healing retreat Center, Crete Greece. (More info coming soon)

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Love love love

31/12/2025

Before numerological year 2025 comes to an end, a soulful expression has floated up….

I used to think trust was something you decide.�
Now I know it’s something you practice.
This year taught me how to listen to my body —�not my fears, not expectations, not comfort.

Every time I followed her voice,�life met me there.

Trust lives in the body.
�And she always knows. 🤍

Read full blog post here: https://www.soulnatureyoga.com/blog/trust-listening-to-the-body-and-following-the-call

Love,

Land

A reflection on trust, intuition, and embodied wisdom through yoga, women’s circles, and retreat life. Learning to listen to the body and follow the soul’s call.

29/12/2025

As this numerological year comes to a close, I’m reflecting on how deeply TRUST has shaped it.

Not even for a moment did I imagine I’d be ending the year in Morocco, holding yoga retreats and sharing space with such powerful women.

This Christmas retreat unfolded with rainbows 🌈

To me, they’re reminders as I believe in universal signs that life is always guiding us, even through the storms. Especially through them. You just need to look up. 🦄

While each woman arrived with her own intention, this retreat also became a mirror for me.

A final confirmation of what happens when I trust my intuition fully.

The words I heard again and again:
“You knew exactly what we needed.”
“Your intuition guided us.”

TRUST is no longer something I search for.

It’s a practice I embodied all year — from listening to the call of Morocco, to holding space without hesitation or doubt.

This space feels calm. Rooted. Certain.
And from here, something new is forming — something built entirely on trust. More soon 🤍

For now, I leave you with these beautiful women and a Christmas shared with total strangers who now feel like soul connections.

When you live what you love, it becomes devotion — not work.
Thank you, ladies. Each of you is unforgettable ✨

And 20 pictures are not enough to share the joy shared.

20/12/2025

As I sink deeper into my quiet Moroccan days, living in the middle of pretty much nowhere and I thought Crete was already that but I do live in the city and access to all the things and here it’s all back to basics, and I’m stripping myself of many forms of attachments. There is so much silence here that I can literally hear my heartbeat not to mention the thoughts. The land holds also this very different quiet energy that also steers things up.

Being in a foreign land during a usually challenging time of the year for me, I fell straight into the depth of my layers — and it hit me hard. Old wounds surfaced, especially that deep feeling of abandonment when I was 14, parents leaving me in foreign country in boarding school, and coz I’m away from my already new home with comfort it obviously triggered. This one cuts deep and the pain stood right infront of me and I dived right into it, coz I can’t let it surface over and over again, I want to make peace with it, I’m whole, I’m full wherever I go, I’m my home, my own temple 🥰

The moment I opened up on the walk with , while all the tears running, double rainbow showed up and we laughed how unicorns send us their support 🥰🤍 and being with the right person and the right time, who was just there and held the space, with no judgment with no advice with just pure presence and compassion felt so held and supported. You know when you get that right sense of support that resonates with you? Bliss

Sharing with my yoga group was also another beautiful connection and others opening up, creating this thread of collective support and healing as I’ve hesitated to we share when we are on the other side of teaching and guidance but I felt the pull and it was the right thing to follow. And such new beautiful soulful connections from the group .schilling.399 🤍🤍🤍

Morocco happened truly unexpectedly to me and there is no question in why I was meant to be here. And currently spending my 4 days off house dog seating in all this quietness and I wasn’t sure before and now I’m just floating through all this peace and me with it and it’s new and it’s happy and its full.

12/12/2025

T R U S T

Holds a deep meaning and value for me — in all its feelings, vibrations, and the way it guides how I choose to live. Trusting my intuition and following it without the interference of the mind. Trusting my body. Trusting life situations. Trusting people and creating trust in return. Trusting that everything happens for a reason. And of course, trusting life itself.
I believe trust is one of the fundamental foundations of any relationship — including the one with ourselves.

Just a few moons ago, somewhere in mid-autumn, I felt a strong pull from my soul to come here to . I trusted it and followed the lead. I felt so right here, I just wanted to stay and teach. So I reached out in case a teacher was needed — and the answer came within the same minute: the current teacher had just pulled out, and a replacement was needed.
I even tried to keep my excitement to a minimum… hard to imagine, I know, as I’m a full vessel of emotions — mainly happy ones of course 😝

And here I am, my second week in Morocco at , having just finished teaching my first retreat in this amazing space. The silence and slowliness here are so deeply penetrating that new layers within me are opening, and I’m so curious to see where they lead.

Next yoga retreats I’m teaching here:

• 12–17 December
• 22–27 December
• 2–5 February ( W O M E N R E T R E A T )

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29/10/2025

The Return 🤍 my final story in this series and the creative flow the trip has awaken and the will and confidence to follow through it rather then once again put aside and think who needs it.

I was too excited to sleep — the mountains were alive, and I didn’t want to miss the sunrise. The energy was magnetic, humbling, ancient.

It was raining and grey, and I had a choice to make: take the boat or hike another five hours with all my gear… in sandals (yes, my hiking boots had quit on day one 😂). I gave my body some time to make the right decision and she whispered, “We can do it. Slow and steady.” So we did.

Step by step, I walked — not just through the forest, but deeper into myself. The solitude, the silence, the rhythm of my breath — all of it became a mirror.
Somewhere between exhaustion and stillness, I realised: this trip was an act of self-love. A homecoming. A full embodiment of all the teachings, circles, and practices I’ve shared and lived by.

Every moment of surrender — from trusting my body to releasing control — was a reminder that when we truly listen, life becomes simple again. Our intuition speaks through the body. The moon guides us through her cycles. Nature brings us back to the truth.

It’s not about escaping the world — it’s about remembering how to be in it. Softly. Present. Alive.
Because every small act of listening, every breath of awareness, every gentle “yes” to what is — brings us closer to the soul, to balance, to joy.

This journey was just yet another yearly transformation that I’ve done just before I’ve entered into my Scorpio season.

intuition.

23/10/2025

Even though sleep wasn’t the best and my mind was full of worry for my daughter travelling, upon waking up I felt my inner navigation system fully alive. Once we connect to the frequency, everything flows — no need to plan or think, just follow the next step.

So I packed slowly, created a little ceremony, and headed to the boat. From there, I admired the views from yesterday’s hike, reached a new spot, pitched my tent, and set off for another trail. This one was steep, long, and deep into the woods — just like the path inward.

As I walked, I felt a strong connection with my soul. The day before the New Moon in Libra, her vibration was powerful yet soft. I reflected on my lifelong bond with her — la Luna — a connection I’ve felt since I was a baby, as my mama used to tell me.

She is the feminine part of us, guiding our emotions as she changes. She teaches us to nurture what we need and release what we don’t, using intuition as our compass. When we stay committed — not rushing or jumping ahead — we grow patience, and in time, we enjoy the harvest.

🌕 Every seed we plant grows when we are present, grateful, and aware. The more we honour what is, instead of asking for more, the deeper our growth becomes.

I feel deeply inspired to keep journeying with her. There’s a clear knowing — seeing how many things have come true since I started working with the cycles, especially through the women’s circles I’ve led.

Now, I feel strong and solid. I am where I’m meant to be. No doubt, no shrinking — just the next step on this path of service. Time to grow, expand, and share from the deepest truth within. 🌙✨

And the calling my body felt for getting a room instead of the tent, was beautiful received, getting the room exactly as envisioned and just in time before the rain started. Trust rewarded instantly as a reminder and a confirmation.

🤍🤍🤍

22/10/2025

And so she slept for 10 hours, waking up with no rush,
no alarm,
nowhere to be.

But then my mind instantly activated (of course) and started making plans for the day —

I felt my heartbeat rise —

and there it was again… control all lighted up in Christmas lights flashing in capital letters.

(It truly occupies much more space than I’ve ever gave an awareness to it).

And I said, no plans. We follow the feeling. What does the body want?

Immediately my heart rate settled, breath softened, and peace came back (seriously as easy as that, I smiled).

Slow yoga practice of listening and following,
taking myself to a café,
having the world’s longest coffee (I’ve surely beaten the Greeks on that one 😂), ok 2 cups ☺️all along
reading, gazing into the sea,
just being.

Then I packed for a hike and headed into the mountains returning right into the twilight —
no destination, just walking, admiring, connecting, being rewarded with meeting a whole family of deers at the end of the hike🥰🤍.

As I kept surrendering, I met control again —
this time through my daughter.
She was travelling to London the next day,
and usually I’d be there checking her in,
making sure everything’s fine —
doing all the things we parents do
even when our kids can do it all themselves.

But here I was, walking in the mountains with hardly any connection,
asking her to text me when she took off and landed,
and that I see it when I have connection again.

And maybe we think it’s a form of love with this control but all needs balance and knowing when to let go, same applies to self.

And that was the moment — the practice.
I couldn’t sleep much that following night — of course my mind was elsewhere —
but it’s okay.
This is how we learn.
This is how we release — not by force,
but by noticing, choosing again, and breathing through it.

Because awareness is the first step,
and the second is living it —
one heartbeat, one breath, one small act of letting go to the freedom, to more balanced harmonised self, to the soul, to the joy, to the feeling.

21/10/2025

I think all my posts start with “it’s been a long time since I posted here” :) true — I’m not consistent, and I know it’s a business page so I should do something businessy 😂 but I’m still navigating myself through this. In a world of so much information, I get unmotivated.

But then the creative part of me is eager to express, bubbling with joy after taking this beautiful trip — guided only by my body, intuition, and spirit. The rule was simple: don’t listen to the mind. Once I decided to go south, my mind found a hundred reasons why I shouldn’t. You know that battle — ego vs. soul. One pushes fear, the other whispers trust. Control is another one I’ve become so aware of (that’s day 2, I’ll come back to it). Of course, I kept my diary, writing down all my little awakenings.

The spirit won, and we set off. I wanted this to be a truly solo trip — not the kind where you meet new people and forget yourself again. So, no eye contact, keeping my energy to myself. Friendly and happy, yes — but no talking, please.

Once I pitched my tent and settled in, the real challenge began — the acclimatisation. That restlessness: “you should be doing something,” “you came here to hike,” etc. But I surrendered. After a swim, I lay down on the beach, softened my body and breath — and that’s when I felt the guards drop. Trust entered. My breath deepened, anxiety left.

We read, we lunched, we relaxed. After, we napped, swam, watched the sunset, and went to sleep at 8 pm — yes, 8! My body wanted it, releasing all the tension and control it had been holding. Once you soften and release… you realise how much it takes from you. 🌊✨
TBC