02/10/2026
On 2 October 2001, I taught my first yoga class at Holmes Place in Crouch End. Three weeks after 9/11. Before the so-called ‘war against terror’ (and what a disaster that has been). At a time when Donald Trump was just a bankrupt property developer who had a well-deserved reputation for being a sexual abuser. During these years in the UK, there have been nine different Prime Ministers, a pandemic, a huge financial crash and years of austerity with stagnating wages and increasing prices.
I have been teaching yoga full time ever since then. 25 years; more than 10,000 classes; more than 400 workshops – and of course I still make mistakes. Most definitely, I am not enlightened. During these 25 years, I have spent about five months in total on meditation retreats and about eight months on yoga trainings. Still not enlightened (though always learning). However, in these 25 years, there have been some positive shifts. Though I do feel awkward and anxious, I can also feel more calm and more ease than in the past. Though anger is certainly still here, I have become better at pausing. Considering: is this a good idea? Will this be harming or helpful? I have become more able to find gaps between stimulus and responses, less caught in reactive chains and more able to be present with moment-by-moment experiences.
The largest class I taught in these 25 years was about 120 people (that was at Buddhafield). At least a few times, no-one has turned up to class. Once someone said to me after a Yin workshop “that was like watching paint dry”. Someone else said to me after a class: “That was sick.” A studio where I had worked for more than 10 years abruptly sacked me saying that I was “getting ideas above my station”. A top studio where I taught turned out to be a poisoned chalice. People have told me about their heartbreaks, their hard times, their difficult diagnoses – and their joys, their births, their successes.
Challenges of teaching a long time include staying on the edge, avoiding complacency, ensuring that I also receive and am nourished, constantly evaluating how I teach, practising patience (not one of my strong points). Making sure that there is both support and ballast. Keeping feet firm on floor while looking up to the skies. Knowing the importance of acknowledging errors. And more.
I teach yoga because I believe in its potentially profound transformative qualities. I have doubts (this is healthy). However, I also have confidence that arises both from my own experiences and of those coming to classes. Shifts happen. Reflections are an important practice – because if we do not know where we are coming from, how do we know where we might be going?
Numerous changes and much water under many bridges…