Cat Kabira Yoga

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Cat’s philosophy is “You are your own guru,” and every experience with her offers techniques for you to step inside yourself to find your own power and to truly see yourself. She found craniosacral therapy a perfect complement for her work as a yoga teacher as she could help her students with physical injuries and tension. When her clients require more support for emotional, psychosomatic, or karm

ic patterns or contracts, Cat will sometimes utilize her more “shamanic” approach. To Cat, the body is a wealth of multi-dimensional history and healing and she is continually fascinated at the interplay of physical anatomy with all of the other levels of being. No matter what, trainings and sessions with Cat are an opportunity to experience yourself in a deeper way and to step into your truth – both as a yoga teacher and practitioner and in your own true potential in this lifetime.

I’m now adjusting to a new world in Cape Town. I just left you-Morocco, my 3rd time with you. The desert I’ve been with ...
02/24/2026

I’m now adjusting to a new world in Cape Town. I just left you-Morocco, my 3rd time with you. The desert I’ve been with you in countless ways everywhere from Niger, Australia, the States and more. Each time is different. I didn’t know why I had to come this time to the dunes, all I knew is that I needed 5 days out there, 5 days of trekking, of quiet, of letting sand, space, fire and starlight to teach me. You’d think the desert is harsh but for me it’s nurturing. I sleep 9 hours easily each night. I feel held as I zoom through the sand and stars. I’m at home.

This whole trip in Morocco for me was about nourishment. Gifts. Unexpected treasures being presented to me daily. I often feel like I don’t belong and there’s a way that I experience home and community in this country- not just in the desert but even in the city. My favorite part is how my creative fire gets lit. I just want to sit in Marrakech and write. I get fancy and whimsical with my outfits and there’s a sumptuousness about being a woman. I let myself have weight here. I take the food, I taste the food, I let it stay with me. Morocco for me is like honey. I’ve got tales to share, stay tuned. Now on the next adventure of Cape Town. Sending you love.

I used to have emergency sessions with my therapist the day before my period. Never failed. When I finally saw the patte...
10/14/2025

I used to have emergency sessions with my therapist the day before my period. Never failed. When I finally saw the pattern, I started tracking it.

Today was one of those days. Everything was ending inside; everything was wrong. I was wrong. You’re wrong. I need to leave Bali. I don’t even know where to go. I just wanted everything to stop, implode, explode—just PLODE, damnit.

Maybe it’s Pluto. (I learned about Pluto from ChatGPT and late-night IG searches.) Pluto’s doing something fierce, so I can blame it on that.
Or maybe it’s because the world is burning—inside and out—and we’re all hurting each other and not even aware. We are in a crazy massive quantum shift.

Or maybe it’s my clients. I spend my days listening to people in their excruciating pain; and they hope (& I wish!) my magic wand can make these lifetimes of theirs just… go away.

Is it my hormones? That dreaded word midlife—which I don’t even feel I’ve earned because I never got married, had kids, lived in suburbia, or did anything “normal.”
I’m in this weird jungle full of construction, creating the most strange, exquisite, dreamlike world.
Am I in midlife? Did it come to that?
Maybe I’m still grieving my ex (I still miss you every day, you stupid man). Or maybe it’s all those deaths, all the loss these past years
I can blame it on…

And then of course—does the “why” even matter?
I’m a highly sensitive, moody motherf*cker who lives the high waves, the low waves, and the textures in between.
What I do with this—that’s what matters. How I meet this, how I dance with these mad waves 🌊

“Don’t buy into your thoughts,” I tell myself.
“Hang tight, Chickee,” I also say.

There’s a storm inside, a storm outside.
And if I just start breathing again, if I pull myself back a little… it’s a little okay.
Give it some time. It’s all okay.

Sending you love under massive starry skies.
I’m hiding out in a quiet place, just listening. 🌙

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8 Newburg Court
Columbia, IL
62236

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Tuesday 7am - 7pm
Wednesday 7am - 7pm
Thursday 7am - 7pm
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