Jo Angwin Yoga

22/07/2025

Philosophy without an access point is useless.
We must feel

21/07/2025

Alambana- take the support you need. Find the foundation. Work for a steady base. Sustain. Cause. Reason.
The gross and the eternal

19/07/2025

Hi out there,
I’ve written something.
It’s called These Hands. It’s not quite memoir, not quite fiction — but it is true, in the ways that matter.
It’s a quiet story about survival, grief, love, and what it means to keep going when no one is watching. I’ve traced my life through what my hands have held, built, and let go — and in the process, I think I found a way to say some of the things I’ve never been able to say out loud.
It was hard to write, and harder to decide to share. But I believe stories are meant to be shared.
If you’d like to read it, you can download it here. It does have a small costs of $8. Part of which is for the hosting platform 🤍�
https://joanneangwyn.gumroad.com/l/etmuc

It’s just a short PDF, about 2,200 words — something you can read in one quiet sitting, or return to whenever you need it.
Thank you for being here, and for letting me place this piece of myself in your hands.
Joanne

When you download These Hands, you’ll receive a beautifully written, 2,200-word PDF that you can read in one quiet sitting or return to again and again.This is not a typical memoir. It’s a lyrical work of prose, drawn from memory, imagination, and emotional truth.Through vivid scenes and tender ...

12/07/2025

Watch this space…

20/04/2025

Hi, I’m Jo.
If you’re new here, welcome. I’d love to share a little of my story—not because it’s polished, but because it’s real. And maybe it speaks to something in you.
I’ve been losing myself for years.
Not in one big, dramatic moment—but slowly. Quietly. In the kind of way that happens when you’re always putting everyone else first.
Trying to be the strong one. The steady one. The one who holds the dreams of others together, no matter what.
Until… you can’t anymore. Last year, something broke wide open.
I was the first on the scene of a violent car accident.
A woman died.
And in that moment—something inside me shattered.
The shock cracked my life wide open. And all the things I’d been pushing down for years came spilling out—
The tiredness.
The self-doubt.
The anxiety.
The isolation I felt in my life. 
The deep, hollow ache of having held it together for too long.
I didn’t know how much I’d been carrying—until I simply couldn’t carry it anymore.
This is the ground I stand on now—not one of answers or quick fixes, but one of truth.
I’m still healing. Still learning how to be soft with myself.
This is what I teach now.
The practice of returning.
Of learning how to stay with yourself, especially when things feel really fu***ng heavy and uncertain.
Yoga, for me, is about connection.
To our breath. To our behaviour. To our body’s quiet wisdom.
To ourselves and most importantly to each other.
I don’t speak from a place of having it all sorted. I am in pieces. 
But I know this much is true:
We don’t heal by pushing harder.
We heal by remembering.
By being witnessed and held.
So come sit with me.
Let’s come home together.
x Jo

10/04/2025

I help women who’ve been through some deep s**t — ptsd, divorce, grief, burnout, raising kids solo, cancer, rebuilding from scratch, abandonment, injuries, you know REAL S**T SHOWS!
Every day life s**t shows!
No fancy yoga pants, cork mats or incense needed, just a practice to help women stop giving themselves the scraps of what’s left over. I teach women to start populating their own bodies and taking up space.
If you have tried all the self-help s**t, all the wellness trends, and still wake up wondering, “Where the hell did I go?”
I think I can help you— not with unicorn bulls**t or beachy mantras and tbh honest the music I listen to is not suitable for a yoga classes 🤘🏻— but through real, grounded yoga that works because you show up and you do the work consistently.
CONSISTENTLY 🤍
DM me or you can reach out in WhatsApp

06/03/2025

$750 the lot
DM for details
Pick ip only
Geelong region

26/01/2025

In loving memory of my dearest Eva, my Anam Cara
Friendships often start by chance—classrooms, students, next-door neighbours, or our parents’ choices long before we make our own. They weave in and out of our lives, shaping us in ways we don’t always realise. Some friendships are fleeting, while others reach deep, beyond circumstance, beyond time—soul level.
Eva was my Anam Cara.
A soul friend.
The kind of friendship that didn’t need explanations, effort, or conditions. Our connection felt as if it had always existed, like our souls had known each other long before we met. With Eva, there was no pretence, no need to be anything other than myself. Just ease, just understanding.
Losing an Anam Cara feels like losing a part of your own soul. It’s an ache that doesn’t fade, a longing that sits quietly in the corners of everyday life. I feel her absence in moments big and small, in the spaces where she should still be—laughing, dreaming, being.

Eva, my soul friend, my forever friend.
Anam Cara - Anam is the Gaelic word for soul; cara is the word for friend. So anam cara means soul friend. The anam cara was a person to whom you could reveal the hidden depths of your life. This friendship was an act of recognition and belonging.
I miss you my friend.

12/12/2024

✨ A Heartfelt Pause ✨

Dear friends,

After much reflection and in light of recent events and my health, I have made the decision to take a break from my .angwin.yoga page indefinitely. This chapter, though deeply meaningful, needs to take a pause for now as I prioritise healing and recalibrating.

Additionally, my How Yoga Works platform on Skool will also be on hold for the foreseeable future. While this has been a passion project close to my heart, it’s time to step back and regroup.

For those wanting to connect or stay updated, you can still find me through
This space continues to be a hub for practice, community, and inspiration.

Thank you for your support, understanding, and the love you’ve shown along the way. This isn’t goodbye—it’s just a pause. 🌿

With gratitude,
Jo

05/12/2024

Thank You for Your Messages: A Love Letter from Jo
On October 28th, on my way home from teaching, I came upon a scene no one prepares for—a violent and traumatic road accident. I stopped and stepped into moments that were surreal, fragmented, terrifying, and vivid. I administered first aid, doing what I could, but those moments have stayed with me. They replay behind my eyes in dreams, in flashes during the day, and in the quiet hours when my heart races with anxiety.
Since then, I’ve had to step back. At first, my absence may have felt like a quiet whisper, hidden under the veil of admin and transitions. But as the days passed, so many of you reached out—texts, voice messages, little acts of care that reminded me of the strength of this community. So here I am, ready to tell you the truth:
No, I am not okay.
Right now, I am navigating a mental health crisis. It’s a path that feels heavy and uncertain but not unfamiliar to many of you. And in this, I’ve been reminded of what White Dog Studio is: a place built on trust, patience, and support. Many of you are here because of your own mental health journeys, and together, we’ve created a space that holds us in our fullness and in our fragility.
This studio is for moving through the weight of the world, for finding our way back to ourselves on the mat, and for healing through the simple act of showing up when we can.
For now, I am focusing on my own return—back to rest, to breath, to the parts of me that feel steady. I’ve returned to teaching online and when I’m ready, I will return in person, to our shared space where movement and connection become resilience.
Trauma has a way of pulling us into atrophy—of the body, heart, and mind. But healing is a dance, one step at a time. It takes courage, and it takes support, both of which I see in all of you every day.
This post is a thank you—for your messages, your understanding, and your belief in what we’ve built. Until I’m back with you in person, trust in the incredible team holding this space with care and dedication.
With love and gratitude,
Jo ❤️

27/11/2024

When facebook drops one on you that hits hard!
7 years ago.
Pre back
Pre Covid
Pre loss of my business
Pre me

12/11/2024

Had a blast .business
Thanks for trusting me with your crew of wonderful entrepreneurs from all over the country.
love those biscuits- recipe please 🙏🏻