Hi, I'm Laura

Yoga teacher, writer, sailor, plant-powered, cancer-surviving, global mischief-maker 💫 

In the last 6 years (since breast cancer changed my life), I've trekked though the Peruvian Andes, lived in a tent for 4 months in an ashram, trained as a yoga teacher in the Bahamas and Spain (400hr RYT), worked on a boat in the Caribbean, got my heart broken by a girl from California, sailed across the Atlantic, volunteered at a refugee camp on Mount Olympus, raised over £30k for charity. Amongst all that, I've also fallen apart and put myself back together more times than Donald Trump's tweeted about 'fake news'. I want my healing to inspire yours.

Big Dreams

healthy body, peaceful mind, happy heart, published author,  sail around the world by 40


the smell of new books, my 4 rescue pups, laughing my odd socks off, yoga magic, chef-y friends, epic playlists

Don't Love

the smell of cooking mushrooms, mindless TV, duck-pout selfies, over-thinking, matching socks

Most of us need healing, it doesn't have to be boring...

Lessons from an Ashram

Lessons from an Ashram

True love

 Paradise Island beach, Bahamas

The freedom and peace that comes from letting go, talking freely, constructing thoughtful conversations. 

To breathe fully for the first time. To experience true calm. 

To love without conditions.

To explore. To be natural. To live without mirrors, make up, judgement.

To open your heart and let down your walls. To feel love without judgement.

To float. To emanate light. To see in full colour. 

To look at the world upsidedown everyday - Sirsasana. New perspectives.

To surrender to the sound of the ocean.

To detatch from the self and let the small things fall away.

To feel the presence of 'Light' in everything and everywhere.

To feel connected to this incredible, Universal, breathing creation of life. 

This is true love. 

THE MONSOON RAINS HAD COME. Billowing clouds of purple, indigo, and midnight blue were streaked with repeated flashes of lightening. Bass rumbles of thunder resonated across the sky.
— Excerpt from The Journey Home by Radhanath Swami
Falling in love with a Swami

Falling in love with a Swami