Yoga Creates Me Space!

🧘‍♀️ Finding Space in My Head (With a Little Help From Kerrera)

A warm, funny, heart‑hugging blog post

If yoga has taught me anything, it’s that my mind is a bit like a browser with 47 tabs open — and at least three of them are frozen. Yoga didn’t fix that… but it did give me the magical ability to close a few tabs, mute the rest, and occasionally find the one that’s playing music.

And honestly, that feels like enlightenment.

🌿 The Day My Brain Finally Found the “Quiet” Button

For years, my inner world sounded like a committee meeting chaired by a caffeinated squirrel. Then yoga arrived — gently, patiently, like a wise aunt who refuses to be rushed — and whispered:

> “Tanya, love… breathe.”

And somehow, miraculously, I did.

Not the shallow “I’m fine, everything’s fine” breath.

But the deep, grounding, belly‑softening breath that creates actual space in your head.

Space to think.

Space to feel.

Space to not think or feel, which is sometimes even better.

Yoga didn’t just still my mind — it gave me a tiny internal cottage with a sea view, where I can retreat whenever life gets shouty.

🏝️ Enter: My Kerrera Yogis

Ah, my beloved Kerrera crew — the gentle warriors of stretch, strength, and occasional wobbling.

They join me with the kind of enthusiasm that says:

- “I’m here for serenity.”

- “I’m also here for the gossip.”

- “And I really hope we’re not doing anything involving planks.”

They arrive with mats, smiles, and the unspoken agreement that whatever happens in yoga stays in yoga — especially the balance poses.

Together, we breathe, stretch, strengthen, and occasionally fall over in perfect unison. It’s basically synchronised swimming, but on land and with more giggling.

These sessions have become a sanctuary — a place where we can all exhale the world out of our shoulders and inhale a bit of calm back in.

💪 Gentle Strength, Gentle Stretch, Gentle Chaos

Our practice is soft but powerful — like a cat that looks sleepy but could absolutely take you in a fight.

We move slowly.

We listen to our bodies.

We celebrate the tiny wins — like touching our toes or remembering which leg we started on.

And when someone inevitably goes the wrong way, we treat it as modern dance.

❤️ Why This Matters So Much

Because yoga isn’t just poses.

It’s community.

It’s laughter.

It’s the shared sigh when we finally lie down in savasana and think,

“Oh thank goodness, the horizontal bit.”

It’s the Kerrera yogis showing up for themselves and each other.

It’s the way we leave class a little taller, a little calmer, and a little more human.

Yoga has given me space in my head — but my Kerrera yogis have filled my heart.

✨ Until next time xxxx