My Story

This studio didn’t start with a business plan. It started with a woman in midlife — curious, craving depth, ready for something more.

The truth.

Because you won’t find it on Instagram.

You might think that teaching yoga means I float through life on a cloud of serenity. Not quite. I’m someone who catastrophises like a pro. Always have. And during menopause? Let’s just say the catastrophes got louder, weirder, and way more convincing. If there’s a worst-case scenario to be found, I’ve probably imagined it—twice.

I’ve lived with anxiety most of my life. The kind that creeps in when things are quiet. The kind that makes free time feel like a trap. My brain is excellent at filling in blanks with panic and problems. And for a long time, I thought I just had to manage it silently. Push through. Be natural. Be grateful. Be fine.

But somewhere along the way, I learned to soften. To seek help without shame. To take the thing if I need the thing. To listen to comedians instead of the news. And to practise yoga not to transcend the hard stuff—but to stay present inside it.

Sadie Wells sits in striped top and denim overalls, gazing thoughtfully into the distance with a wry expression. A candid, reflective moment outside a building in Mackay.

Mid-thought. Probs catastrophising.

Why I practise, and why I teach.

Yoga didn’t change me overnight. It still hasn’t. But it gives me a structure. It gives my week shape. It helps me breathe when the panic arrives uninvited. It helps me feel stronger in a body that’s been through some shit. And it reminds me, over and over, that I’m allowed to take up space.

This is what I want to share with you: a practise that’s not about performance, but about presence. Not about getting it right, but about coming home to yourself, again and again.

Sadie Wells practising yoga in Warrior I pose on a cobblestone street in Switzerland at dusk, surrounded by boutique shops and Swiss flags.

What I believe.

Yoga should meet you where you are. No pressure, no performance, no pretending.

I believe in:

  • Structure with space for intuition

  • Strength over spectacle

  • Rest as a radical act

  • Questions over quick fixes

  • Community that supports, not popularity contests

  • Yoga that helps you feel more like yourself — not someone you’re trying to become

Sadie Wells grinning confidently and throwing shakas in a bold “Dangerous Female” tee — a candid moment of midlife power and playful rebellion.

What students are saying.

“I’ve never been in a class where I laughed, softened, and nearly cried (in a good way) — all in an hour.”

Lou

“This was exactly what I needed — to heal, to relax, and to just be with me. Thank you for thinking of me.”

Hayley

“Sadie teaches like she’s talking just to you — even in a full room.”

— Karen

What you’ll experience in class.

My teaching blends strong, intentional sequencing with a warm, grounded, no-BS vibe. I’m not a guru. I’m a guide. I’ll offer you structure, thoughtful alignment cues, and space to explore your own rhythm.

Each class is part of a 6-week module designed to support progress you can feel. We build slowly, layer by layer—so you feel more capable and more connected each time you show up.

My influences include contemporary biomechanics, functional movement, and incredible teachers like Jason Crandell, Jules Mitchell, and Cecily Milne. But mostly? It’s shaped by showing up in a room with real people, week after week.

Sadie Wells laughing with a group of students in her boutique yoga studio — captured mid-moment under the softly lit SWY logo.

Beyond the poses.

This isn’t about being flexible. It’s about being real.
And sometimes, being real means being anxious, or tired, or not quite sure where you fit.

Especially for women who’ve been told to shrink, smile, and stay small — this isn’t a phase.
This is a reckoning.
A return to power. To presence. To the parts of ourselves we’re done abandoning.

My classes are a space for all of that.

To reconnect.
To rest without guilt.
To laugh.
To feel damn proud of what your body can do.

Because yoga, at its heart, isn’t about escaping.
It’s about arriving.

Sadie Wells sharing a playful, chaotic cuddle moment with her daughter and their schnauzer — all joy, laughter, and movement.

Want to practise with me?

I’m not here to fix you.
I’m here to walk beside you.
Yoga hasn’t solved all my problems —
but it’s helped me stay.
With myself. And with the truth.

If that’s what you’re craving too — welcome.