March always feels like a bridge to me. Winter hasn’t fully left, but spring is clearly arriving. The light is coming back, the mornings feel a little softer, and suddenly there are buds on trees that looked completely lifeless just weeks ago. Something is shifting. But that shift doesn’t always feel smooth. One day you might feel full of energy and motivation, and the next you feel a bit slow, foggy or scattered. That’s actually very March. In yoga I talk about balance a lot, but real...

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 lot of resting,...

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 — may you always be...