Home is what we carry,

August 2025

On belonging, feeling uprooted, and the body as a place of return.

This reflection explores a theme that runs quietly through my teaching: the idea of home. Not home as a place on a map, but home as something we inhabit, through the body, through memory, through presence.

August 2025,

Yassou Ola,

A quick hello from Greece.

Although it’s tempting to stay here forever, I’ll be back in London at the end of the month.

This summer, my siblings and I travelled with our families to visit my dad, who has now settled back in his Greek homeland, between the sea and olive trees.

For two weeks we all lived under the same roof again, just like when we were kids. It was as much fun as it was chaotic.

Mealtimes were like a comedy sketch, three languages mixed together, plenty of misunderstandings, and lots of laughter.

One evening, while we were having dinner out, someone overheard us and asked where we were from. I spontaneously replied “French,” then paused and added that my dad was from here… and finally ended with, “…and I live in London.”

It reminded me that home isn’t just all the places we come from. Home is what we carry in our mind and body. Maybe it’s no coincidence that I discovered yoga the same year I left my first home.

I’ll be back in early September and would love to practise with you again. Let’s come home to our bodies together this autumn.

…That’s the feeling I want to bring back with me in September: helping you come home to your body, through yoga.

Yoga, for me, has always been less about achieving something new and more about returning, again and again, to what is already here.