Journal · September 2026

The beauty of the journey

I’ve recently been reflecting on just how much travel has become woven into my life — the places it takes me, the people I meet, the experiences I collect, and perhaps most importantly, what it teaches me about myself.

There is something incredibly humbling about travelling across the world. 25-hour travel days, multiple flights, time zones, delays, tiredness, microwaved bread rolls and yet somehow I still find myself incredibly grateful for the privilege of being able to explore this extraordinary planet and share the things I love with people along the way.

Interestingly, I think yoga has taught me something very valuable about travel: it’s okay to be uncomfortable.

We practise holding a pose when the body wants to move, sitting with stillness when the mind wants to run, breathing through moments of challenge rather than immediately reacting to them.

And then we learn something incredibly simple:

This too shall pass.

• That uncomfortable posture.
• That restless mind.
• That difficult moment.
• That delayed flight.
• Even the 25-hour travel day!

Of course, this doesn't mean we have to enjoy every uncomfortable moment. It simply teaches us that we don't always need to react to discomfort. We can pause, breathe, observe what is happening and choose how we respond.

And perhaps that's one of the greatest gifts of a yoga practice — learning to find a little more space between what happens and how we respond to it.

Travel is full of opportunities to practise this.

Plans change. Flights are delayed. Things don't always go according to schedule. And yet, somehow, the journey usually unfolds exactly as it needs to.

We can resist it, or we can breathe, adapt and stay curious about what comes next.

I'm certainly not suggesting that you need to become a seasoned traveller or endure 25-hour journeys to practise yoga! Quite the opposite.

Travel is one of life's great privileges.

To see new places, experience different cultures, eat different food, meet people from completely different walks of life and see the world through another perspective is something I never want to take for granted.

And then there is the beautiful gift of coming home.

After all the movement, there is something so grounding about returning to your own bed, your own space, your familiar routines and the people and animals you love.

Travel has taught me that home and adventure aren't opposites — somehow, each makes you appreciate the other more.

My meditation practice

Since I last wrote I’ve also been feeling particularly grateful for my meditation practice.

When you're travelling as much as I have recently, there are moments when everything is unfamiliar — different beds, airports, climates, languages, food, schedules and surroundings.

Meditation gives me somewhere familiar to return to.

A place within myself.

It doesn't require a yoga mat, a beautiful view or perfect conditions. Just a few moments to sit, breathe and come back to the present.

And perhaps that's one of the greatest gifts of a practice: learning that home isn't always a place. Sometimes it's a state of being.

And maybe that's what the journey is really about — not simply where we're going, but who we become along the way.

Wherever in the world we meet…

Whether it's Uganda, Scotland, India or somewhere else entirely, the thing I love most about my retreats isn't necessarily the destination.

It's what happens when we create the space to pause.

We arrive carrying the weight of everyday life, the responsibilities, the deadlines. We move, breathe, laugh, explore, connect, rest — and somewhere along the way, something shifts.

Perhaps we remember who we are underneath all the doing.

Perhaps we discover something new.

Or perhaps we simply realise how incredibly fortunate we are to be here, experiencing this extraordinary life.

Travel has taught me to appreciate the journey. Yoga has taught me to appreciate the moment. And meditation has taught me that I don't have to go anywhere to come home to myself.

Wherever your journey takes you next, I hope it brings you a little more curiosity, a little more presence and a whole lot of gratitude.