Rosie Lux
Yoga Teacher

I’ve been thinking a lot about community lately, and about what it really means to commit to a teacher, a practice and a group of people. There are plenty of places to practise yoga these days, and I love that there is so much choice. But I also think something quite special happens when you stop looking for the next class and decide to stay. One of the things I feel most grateful for about Do Your OM Thing is that I genuinely know the people who come through the door. I know

I recently read How to Be Hopeful by Caitlin Moran, and there are a few bits I keep coming back to. One of them is her observation that we live in an anxious age. It’s hard to argue with that. You can open your phone first thing in the morning and, before you’ve even got out of bed, absorb climate news, politics, someone else’s crisis and approximately seventeen things you should apparently be worrying about. What I really liked was the idea that being hopeful doesn’t mean pr

I’ve been interested in Ayurveda for much longer than I realised. My mum had books about Ayurveda when I was growing up, so it was just… around. Which probably explains some of the slightly odd things that were considered completely normal in our house. I had very weird packed lunches. While everyone else seemed to have sandwiches and crisps, I was rocking up with some sort of lentil situation. There were also almost always bowls of beans soaking in water overnight in the kit