My Yoga Lab

Some places are visited. Others move through you. For me, Vrindavan was the latter.

This photo was taken after an afternoon there. Right in front of us stood a temple. All around, a city that seemed to revolve entirely around devotion.

Everything stopped at prayer time. Streets were closed, the simplest routes turned into small pilgrimages, and sometimes we even had to climb over barriers just to reach our destination.

We walked barefoot through streets that felt like an extension of the temple itself, as if there were no real boundary between the sacred and the ordinary.

What struck me most was not what we saw, but what ceased to exist. In a world where we photograph everything, Vrindavan is the place from which we have the fewest pictures. And it wasn’t a conscious choice.

The intensity of the experience was such that the urge to take out a phone simply disappeared. There was no room for distraction.

Only presence.
Pure presence.

That is why this image means so much to me. It doesn’t capture a postcard smile or the carefree energy of a holiday. It reflects something far more difficult to put into words: the emotional exhaustion that comes from being immersed for hours in an atmosphere of constant spiritual intensity. As if every street, every chant, every temple bell, and every encounter demanded that you be completely here and now.

I see tiredness in my face, yes. But I also see silence. I see someone who has stopped analyzing, planning, and chasing the next moment. I see someone who, for a few hours, simply was.

There are places that teach you something.
And there are places that remind you who you are when all distractions fall away.

Vrindavan was one of them.

Quantum physics suggests that reality is far less fixed than we once believed.

At the subatomic level, particles exist as possibilities until observation influences how they appear.

The observer is not completely separate from the experiment, attention itself becomes part of the equation.

Maybe human life works in a similar way.

Where we place our attention shapes our experience, our emotions, even the energy we bring into a space. Presence is not passive, it transforms the moment.

When we slow down enough to truly observe , the light entering a room, the silence between words, the people beside us, time seems to expand.

The mind stops living in imagined futures or recycled pasts, and reality becomes more vivid, more alive.

In a world obsessed with distraction, being fully present may be one of the most powerful forms of consciousness.

Not because we control reality, but because awareness changes the way we experience it.

Sometimes strength is not loud.

Sometimes it looks like standing still.

Breathing, observing, and choosing your path.

Today, on 8M, I celebrate the women who keep turning their inner wheel.

With courage, with patience, with quiet determination.

Women who rebuild themselves.

Women who walk their own road.

Women who refuse to shrink their spirit.

Like a prayer wheel, every intention matters.
Every step forward matters.

To the women who rise, again and again,
your strength moves the world.

Happy International Women’s Day

White silence. Golden light. Sacred pause.

We asked for semla and sauna.

Life offered sun on frozen water and warm coffee held gently between our hands.

The island was still.

The ice reflected light like quiet devotion.

Expectations melted.

Presence remained.

Gratitude in its purest form.

In the cold, we remembered: nothing is missing.

Sometimes what arrives is exactly what the soul ordered.

Sometimes luxury isn’t the plan, It’s the presence.

In winter, time slows down.

While the city rushes somewhere else, I stay.

A cup of coffee, a book, the cold air on my face.

Nothing urgent. Nothing to prove.

Snow covers the chairs, the noise, the expectations.

And suddenly, there is space.

Space to breathe.

Space to listen.

Space to be.

Sometimes, strength looks like this:

Choosing stillness in a world addicted to speed.

And in the quiet, I remember something simple:

I am already enough.

11 years ago, I landed in Gothenburg with a suitcase full of dreams and a heart full of uncertainty. I had no idea then how much this city would shape me.

Over the years, it has given me challenges that made me stronger, moments of beauty that took my breath away, and friendships that turned into family.

Today, I look back with gratitude for the courage it took to start over, for the lessons learned, and for all the love I’ve found along the way 💙💛, especially from you,

Here’s to 11 years of growth, resilience, and calling Gothenburg home. ✨

On this Guru Purnima, under the full moon, I say goodbye to 39.

Today feels sacred.

As the moon shines in her full glory, I honour the teachers, guides, and inner wisdom that have shaped my path.

Guru Purnima reminds me that growth often comes from surrender, and light often follows the most silent moments.

This is also my last day as a 39-year-old.

I’m standing at the threshold of a new decade, filled with gratitude, curiosity, and the quiet strength that only time can teach.

May this new chapter be guided by grace, grounded in truth, and lit by the same moon that has seen every version of me.

Crouch down, ground closer to the earth, and let the whisper speak.

The wind brushes my skin, the water reflects me without judgment, and for a moment…

I simply am.

No plans, no goals, no noise. Just me, breathing with the rhythm of the waves and with the wind on my face.

I allow myself to be present.

To feel the chill of the rock, the warmth of the sun, the steady flow that reminds me, everything passes.

And the mind, too, can become still like water when I stop resisting.

This is my moment.

A breath of freedom.

A sacred pause to return to myself.

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Do you allow yourself to have sacred pauses to reconnect and return to yourself?

38, what a trip. Thank you for making me see all the absolute intensity of THE ABUNDANCE WITHIN THE SIMPLICITY.

I have written and deleted this post 6875478955 times trying to explain the immensity of what I have experienced this last year, but the reality is that I cannot find the words that best define it.

It might be because my 38 years have been a matter of experiences, feelings, emotions, consciousness, learning, new brain and human connections, intensity....a year of opportunities, of learning from failures, learnings from the fact that every day is a challenge when you leave your life in a storage room with the uncertainty and excitement of what is going to happen. And wow, so much has happened that I can't describe it.

And I say to myself:

Live so that your life is not easy to describe with words, live so that your life is the most exciting journey of your life.

38, you have given me life and taught me to live better.

Thank you, 38.

Thank you, @ for standing by my side.

Let's go for the 39!

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38, menudo viaje, gracias por hacerme ver toda la absoluta intensidad LA ABUNDANCIA DE SENCILLO.

He escrito y borrado este post 6875478955 veces intentando explicar la inmensidad que he vivido, pero la realidad es que no consigo encontrar las palabras que lo definan mejor.

Y será porque mis 38 han sido cuestión de experiencias, de sentimientos, de emociones, de consciencia, de aprendizajes, de nuevas conexiones cerebrales y humanas, de intensidad, de mucha intensidad. De oportunidades, de aprender de los fracasos, de que cada día es un reto cuando dejas tu vida en un trastero con la incertidumbre y con la emoción de lo que va a pasar. Y vaya si ha pasado... ha pasado tanto, que no puedo describirlo.

Y me digo a mi misma: Vive para que tu vida no sea fácil de describir con palabras, vive para que tu vida sea el viaje más emocionante de tu vida.

38, me has dado vida y me has enseñado a vivir mejor.

Gracias 38.

Gracias

Vamos a por los 39!

Per continuar sent el què vulguem, quan vulguem i com vulguem, i per trobar-nos amb més dones llavor que ens donen suport a créixer en la direcció que vulguem! Feliç dia de la dóna!

Por seguir siendo lo qué queramos, cuándo queramos y cómo queramos, y por encontrarnos con más mujeres semilla que nos apoyen a crecer en la dirección que queramos, feliz día de la mujer!

For being what we want, when we want and how we want, and for meeting more seed women who support us to grow in the direction that we want, happy Women day!