Raw. Real. Unfiltered.
There’s never been a clean divide between who I am and what I do—because this work is consistently being born from my own evolution and becoming.
I didn’t know exactly what I was getting into with this new yoga job—just that every cell in my body lit up with a YES.
Turns out…
It’s my dream job.
I’m teaching in the heart of a conservation park—and there isn’t another lodge around for miles.
50,000 hectares of untamed, sacred land. Every time I look an animal in the eyes, I send them deep loving energy—and tear up in complete awe. I’m waking up every day in what feels like a David Attenborough documentary meets soul-mission alignment.
First things said to me upon arrival:
“Make sure to zip up your tent—the baboons here are extremely dangerous and have become addicted to sugar and coffee.” 🫣☕️🍌
“The leopards circle this mountain. But don’t worry—our anti-poachers chase them off at night.” 😳 every time I walk to my tent in the dark it’s a lil’ thrilling …
Could anything ignite this wild, fiery, adventurous, soft, and free spirited medicine woman more than this?
Nope.
This is it.
Heaven on Earth.
A dream I never even knew to dream. And I get to offer some of my deepest gifts here. If I could whisper anything into your heart today, it would be this:
Don’t stop saying yes.
Keep trusting your body.
Let your soul guide you.
A year ago, I couldn’t have imagined this. Now I’m living it. And I feel it’s only just the beginning.
Does it have challenges? ALWAYS.
I’ve moved tents six times in a week, then snuck into a “forbidden” guest house for one warm, cozy night. The journey of adaptability continues…
Today many crises were averted… a baboon nearly broke into a tent, water tanks flooded, a huge (exhausting) group came and went with no hot water—but somehow, we’re all still smiling. The tents don’t always hold the heat, but the heart stays warm—thanks to the people, the land, the music, and the wild aliveness of it all.
The bush is hypnotic. Teaching yoga or out on game drives, I sometimes fall into a trance. Baobabs and Acacia trees blur into beasts. Illusions and intuition dance. And always, we’re being watched—from the tall grass, from the unseen.
The healing services I offer, the retreat spaces I hold, the practices I guide—they all rise from the life I live, the lessons I learn, and the path I walk every day. There is no separation. I am my work. This means I share the raw, the joyful, the undone, and the in-progress right alongside the invitations to work with me. Because for me, sharing my journey is just as vital as sharing my services.
The path I’m on isn’t perfectly branded or filtered. It’s evolving, embodied, and deeply real. And that’s exactly how I want it.
Thank you for being part of this journey. Whether you come to a class, a retreat, a session—or simply read along—I’m grateful for the connection. If you’re feeling called into deeper presence, healing, or nourishment, I’d love to journey and walk with you.
with heart and love,
Anisha
