Hi, I’m Namrata but most people call me Namru.

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When I first came to yoga, I thought it was just about the poses. Moving my body, getting stronger, finding flexibility. But as I kept practicing, I realised yoga had so much more to give. It wasn’t just physical. It was emotional. Spiritual. A way of being with myself.

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By the end of 2020, I had completed my 500-hour certification. The following year, I began training as a yoga therapist. I’m still deeply immersed in. But honestly, the most powerful teachings came from my own life and not training hours.

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Over the last seven years, yoga has carried me through so many transitions some joyful, some devastating.

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One of the hardest chapters was the loss of my pregnancy in December 2020, after years of trying to conceive. The grief was overwhelming. I turned to my practice, not because it erased the pain, but because it gave me a place to feel it. To breathe through it. To release it, little by little, without judgment.

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A year later, when I was pregnant again, yoga looked different. It became my anchor through anxiety and fear, a tool that steadied me when my emotions felt too heavy to hold. In June 2022, I welcomed my son into the world.

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Yoga has been with me through it all- the waiting, the loss, the hope, the becoming. It’s shaped me into someone who doesn’t rush to react, but instead pauses, breathes, and responds with compassion.

 

This is why I do what I do now: because I know, deeply, how much yoga can support us in the tender, messy, unpredictable parts of life. It’s not about fixing. It’s about finding a soft place to land, again and again.