Yoga for When You Feel Like Sh*t

There are days when my body feels like a brick wall I have to climb just to sit up.
Days when brushing my teeth feels like a heroic act.
Days when my anxiety is a silent scream, and depression wraps itself around me like wet wool.

And I’m supposed to be a yoga therapist.

It’s important to remember that healing is not linear. It’s not always graceful. It doesn’t always come with incense or playlists or perfectly timed exhales. Sometimes, it starts with a whisper:
“I’m still here.”

This new moon in Gemini brings the invitation to hold paradox: the light and the dark, the sacred and the messy, the teacher and the one who still struggles to breathe some mornings. And maybe that’s the real magic of yoga—not in the perfect forms, but in the moments we choose to stay.


The Practice: Stay With Me

One morning not long ago, I woke up heavy.
The weight in my chest made it hard to breathe, like I’d been crying in my sleep.
I didn’t want to move. I didn’t want to feel. I didn’t want to do anything that even sounded like “self-care.”

But I could feel my nervous system begging for relief.

So I rolled onto my side. I pulled the blanket over my head like a cocoon. And I breathed.

Not the deep, luxurious yogic breath you see practiced on YouTube or TikTok.
Just a ragged inhale, and a tired exhale. Again. And again.

Then I placed one hand on my belly and one on my heart.
It was simple. I whispered to myself,
“You don’t have to be okay. You just have to be here.”

That was my yoga that day.


Yoga Is Not Performance

I want to be honest about this:
Yoga, for me, isn’t always a mat practice.
It’s not handstands or sun salutations or chanting Sanskrit at sunrise (unless that’s what you need, of course).

Sometimes, yoga is crying in Child’s Pose.
Sometimes it’s rocking gently in bed, trying to find my breath.
Sometimes it’s saying no to the world and yes to five more minutes of stillness.

Yoga is the return.
It’s the moment I remember that I still exist inside this body—and that my body is not the enemy.


A Tiny Practice for the Dark Days

If you’re in the middle of a hard day, here’s a practice that’s held me when nothing else could:

The “Still Here” Sequence (5 minutes or less)

  • Lie down wherever you are—on the bed, on the floor, under the covers.
  • Place one hand on your chest, one on your belly.
  • Close your eyes if you feel safe. Otherwise, soften your gaze.
  • Breathe however you can. No judgment. Shallow is okay. Quiet is okay.
  • Whisper: “I’m still here.”

Stay as long as you need. Or get up.
Either way, you showed up for yourself.

That’s yoga. That’s enough.


New Moon Reflection

Gemini energy can feel like a flurry of thoughts and contradictions. But it also reminds us that we can hold more than one truth:

I am tired, and I am worthy.
I feel lost, and I want to heal.
I am messy, and I am sacred.

Here are a few gentle journal prompts for this moon:

  • What dualities are present in me right now?
  • Where can I practice self-acceptance, not self-improvement?
  • What truth have I been whispering beneath the noise?

You’re Not Alone

If no one has told you lately:
It’s okay to feel like sh*t.
It doesn’t mean you’re failing. It doesn’t mean you’re broken.

You’re still you. You’re still worthy. You’re not alone.

I see you. I am you.
And I’m rooting for both of us.