This photo was taken in Trivandrum, Kerala, just before sunset during the Christmas period last year.

It was one of those quiet, golden evenings — the kind you only get near the water in South India. The warm breeze, the smell of salt in the air, the silhouettes of the palm trees… I remember feeling still and open, like the horizon itself.

I stepped onto the tiles by the beach and moved into Warrior III (Virabhadrasana III) — a balancing posture that always reminds me to stay both strong and soft. My foot grounding down into the earth, my heart reaching forward, and the sky holding it all.

This moment wasn’t planned. I didn’t set up a mat or think about alignment too much. I just moved — naturally, without instruction, without goal. It reminded me why I started practising yoga in the first place: not for performance, but for connection.

And this is something I try to bring into all my classes — the idea that yoga is not about achieving shapes. It’s about finding ourselves within them.

I’m so grateful for these small, unfiltered moments. They stay with me long after the sun sets.