Carla Versitano Yoga (2026)

TUES 9.30am Gentle Yoga
WED 5.30pm Restorative Yin
THURS 8:30am Pilates

Huskisson Community Centre, Owen St.

31/03/2026

What an honour and a joy to hang out with these Shoalhaven High seniors on camp in the stunning

We spent 2 hours together under the canopy of eucalypts, while eagles soared overhead. I shared some pranayama Breathwork tools for relaxation and expanding of capacity, focus and grounding. We played with some warriors and flowing yoga - we giggled in happy baby and enjoyed a deep, restorative stretch all while being cooled by an ocean breeze.

A few solid naps were had, and a deeply relaxing yoga nidra capped off the experience.

Loved this group’s energy, their willingness to try new and strange things and to listen to this chick who thinks she’s cool but is likely just as ridiculous as every other adult who thinks they’re cool 🤓

Thanks so much for having me guys!

17/01/2026

To be fair - I was feeling pretty sorry for myself on NY 😂
2025 was a year to remember. Honestly. I’ve never had a time marked by more transition, growth and abundance of love.

Yeah it was hard. Still is. But wow, has it been remarkably beautiful. My marriage ended and the world rearranged itself. I closed the doors of my beautiful studio and again, more tectonic shifts. Along the way, some connections came to a natural end. Being human, at times my steps faltered. But boy did my mistakes gift me with acceptance, self awareness and deep insight. I acquired even more grace than I thought possible and sat with pain like a boss. Until I didn’t. And so the cycle goes.

I have such reverence for my friends - who have shown up for me in force. Love you each and all.

My family - my rock. I thank God for you guys.

The ocean, the bush, the sky, the birds and the dogs - I could not have done it without your holding and healing me.

My purpose - teaching - sharing - channeling - re-membering. I love what I do and it’s my honour and pleasure to serve in this way. What a privilege!

I’m slowly falling in love with the life I’m building from the rubble of old paradigms. I’m so grateful that love has visited me in so many forms - breathing life back into my soul 💛

I feel so supported.

Wonderful things ahead - the snake is still in the final rasps of shedding. I release anything not in service to my best version 🖤

Love 🙌

31/12/2025

Sick on New Years tracks somewhat with the rest of 2025.

Battling the annual urge to completely reinvent myself. To ritualise and cleanse and make sense of it all.

This year of bitter and sweet .. magic and madness.
May 2026 tend lovingly to our collective souls. 🖤

I wrote a poem a few weeks ago - in a quiet moment it simply spilled from my pen. And as much as I’m afraid to share it, here goes nothing:

I haven’t been here.
I’ve been in the chrysalis
I’ve been disintegrated, burned up. Molten.
I’ve been fledgling launching from branches banging my body blue on every outstretched limb - hitting ground and tasting dirt over and over as I try to remember the echo of wings somewhere buried in my DNA.

I haven’t been here - to me, much.
I haven’t stilled much.
Listened much.
Breathed much.
I’ve been white washed grief
Aching bones
Whiskey for blood
Blowing dust off keys that used to play the melody of my soul
Hanging on street corners with Hecate
Lighting torches from the embers of my old self

Still too tender from shedding, this virgin skin feels grit like boulders
The newness a shock
An age in the making yet not ready for the piercing ice bath that is plunging upward from ashes gasping oxygen that sears lungs
Emerging from the shell outgrown and instantly craving its dark, suffocating confines.
Safe. Suffocating. Safe.

Unlearning the old body and rewiring new form.
Looking down at this broken shell grief surges for what was known. The comfort of dysfunction. Knowledge absorbed, not birthed.
Hard won wisdom drawn from the well spills on dry earth.

This version of self dries vulnerable wings of colour. Ripe to breathe fire, sip flowers.
Let this version be dragon fierce, butterfly soft.
May she never abandon herself for fear, comfort or the cursed tedium of perpetual cordiality.

Let her rage - until injustice and betrayal is razed to the soil
Let her cry - slaking the earth’s thirst for authenticity
Let her shine - coaxing first tendrils of life from the buried seed
Let her cycle - ad infinitum, in no particular order, until all is good in her garden.

05/11/2025

It’s woo woo Wednesday and I’m playing with my Tarot deck - thought you might like to draw a card with me 🖤

Be still and take a breath.
Ask your question.
Pick a card 1, 2 or 3 (follow your gut).

Your reading:

You chose 1. Page of Pentacles

Vibes: Stop overthinking and start doing. You already have what you need.

You’re holding a single coin - the seed of your greatness - in your own two hands. Permission to obsess about your own potential and take those baby steps, baby! You might suck at first, your steps might wobble - but beginnings are allowed, (if not required) to be messy as you figure out the path ahead.

This card says, ‘good ideas don’t grow unless you actually plant them.’ Your vision board is great - but it’s no substitute for getting your hands into the earth. So put the manifestation journal down and do the damn thing. It IS a new era. Start that empire. Magic multiplies when you move. Don’t overthink it just GO.

You chose 2. Ace of Wands

Vibes: Big Wand Energy

Hello, divine ignition. This is the cosmic ‘yes’ that sends a rush up your spine and puts a fire in your belly.

The spark is real. Inspiration, lust, momentum, life-force - all waving at you like, ‘get on board, we’re getting LIT.’

Follow that pulse. Light the match. Channel the chaos. Just make sure you burn for your purpose, not your pattern.
This ‘Yes’ moment could set your life on fire - but don’t let it all go up in smoke - channel the fire into a force for conscious creativity, not burnout.

You chose 3. Four of Pentacles

Vibes: Loosen your grip.

This card is giving me Golem energy, ‘my preciousssssss.’
You’ve got a death grip on your hoard and this is really constipating the hell out of the natural flow of things.

Abundance cannot meet us in a scarcity mindset. It finds clinginess super unattractive so don’t expect a match until you loosen your grip, my friend. The universe is waiting patiently with a gift behind its back - what’s meant for you is already in your orbit. To receive it - let your hands be open, have a little trust and for gods sake get out of that cave and work on your tan, precious.

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