For much of my life, I believed I wasn't sporty or particularly physically capable. So learning to stand on my head became about far more than mastering a yoga pose. It challenged the story I had been telling myself about what I could and couldn't do. Sometimes, with the right guidance, a little courage and a bit of persistence, the things that once seemed impossible can become part of who you are.

I practise Ashtanga yoga, a set sequence of postures once believed to be ancient, but actually shaped by modern influences. At first, I thought the magic was in the system itself — the sequence, the poses. But the real magic lies in the commitment to your own practice: showing up, breathing through the hard moments, and slowly transforming over time. Yoga helps you come home to yourself — and that, to me, is true magic.