Category: Yin Yoga

Hey there, friend. Picture this: It’s a rainy afternoon, and I’m sprawled on my mat, holding a pose for what feels like forever. No sweat dripping, no heart racing—just me, my breath, and a deep stretch that sneaks up on you. That was my first brush with Yin Yoga about five years ago, back when […]

Hey there, friend. Imagine this: It’s been one of those weeks where your to-do list feels like it’s plotting against you, and by Friday evening, you’re slumped on the couch, scrolling mindlessly, wondering where your energy vanished to. Sound familiar? That’s exactly where I was a couple of years back, juggling a full-time job as […]

I remember my first brush with yin yoga like it was yesterday. I was burnt out from a string of high-intensity workouts, feeling like my body was a tightly wound spring ready to snap. A friend dragged me to a class, promising it would be “chill.” Skeptical, I showed up, only to spend an hour […]

Hey there, friend. Picture this: It’s one of those evenings where the day’s chaos has left you wired but weary, like a phone on 2% battery still buzzing with notifications. That’s exactly where I was a few years back—juggling a full-time job, family stuff, and that nagging sense of never quite catching my breath. One […]

I remember my first brush with yoga myths back in my early twenties. I’d just started practicing Ashtanga after a friend dragged me to a class, promising it’d whip me into shape. Sweaty and exhausted, I thought, “This is pure fire—total yang energy.” Then, years later, I tried Yin Yoga during a rough patch with […]