Rosie Lux
Yoga Teacher

Just a few weeks ago, I was unwell with dengue. It wasn’t severe or dramatic in the way we sometimes imagine illness, but it was deeply uncomfortable and strange — fluctuating fevers, waves of fatigue, aches, brain fog, and symptoms that seemed to change day by day. It left me feeling unsettled in my body, unsure of what I needed from one moment to the next. During that time, yoga supported me in very quiet, subtle ways. There was no 'practice' as such. Instead, there was a l

I've just got back from Sanur and every time I visit Bali, I’m reminded that the island doesn’t just have a landscape — it has a soundscape. The way people speak here has its own rhythm, its own softness, its own kind of magic. Bahasa has this gentle, melodic flow — open vowels, easy pronunciation, and phrases that feel wrapped in kindness. Even the simplest expressions land like tiny blessings: Hati-hati — take care. Pelan-pelan — slowly, gently. Semoga sehat selalu — ma

There’s something special about the first practice of a new year. The mat feels a little like a doorway — familiar, yet full of possibility. A place where we return not to who we were last year, but to who we’re becoming now. WelcOMe back. To your breath. To your body.To your inner world that always knows the way home. January carries a quiet kind of magic. It’s not about big resolutions or forcing yourself into new routines. It’s about noticing the subtle shift — the way th