Unexpected Moments in Cubbon Park Yoga

My teaching is rooted in Hatha and Vinyasa flow, but the environment dictates the rest. Practicing outdoors in Cubbon Park means embracing variables that a studio never offers. One Sunday, a sitar player was practicing in the vicinity, and our entire Shavasana was set to their live melody. Another day, the humidity might force us to slow down, or the laughter of a group nearby might pull us out of deep focus.

This is not a space for rigid perfection. We work with what the morning gives us. The ground is rarely flat, which challenges your balance in ways a mat on a hardwood floor cannot. But this is where the magic happens. Marete hogidde—I had almost forgotten how important it is to just be present, regardless of whether the conditions are ideal.

After the session, we don't rush to leave. We sit on the grass, share stories, and sometimes enjoy simple refreshments like ragi cake or majjige. This post-practice time is where the actual community forms. If you are looking for a sterile, temperature-controlled environment, this is not it. But if you want to connect with your breath, move your body, and occasionally share a laugh with a stranger under the trees, you will fit right in.