“My period came on day 29, then day 30, then day 29 again. My gut and hormones finally speaking the same language.”

For years I bounced between a gastroenterologist and a gynecologist, and neither connected the dots. Chronic bloating, irregular periods, constant fatigue — I was told to take probiotics for one and birth control for the other. Neither really worked.

Then I read about the gut-hormone axis and everything clicked. When I saw that Siddhi Yoga listed “Better Digestion” alongside hormonal benefits, I thought — finally, someone who gets it.

The daily breathwork was the first thing that made a noticeable difference. Within two weeks, the bloating after meals reduced significantly. My nutritionist had been telling me to activate my vagus nerve for months but never told me HOW — turns out the pranayama in every class does exactly that.

By month two, my digestion had settled into something I’d actually call regular. And my period — which had been arriving anywhere between day 25 and day 40 — came on day 29, then day 30, then day 29 again. My gut and my hormones were finally speaking the same language.

I alternate between the Hindi morning class and the English evening one, depending on my work schedule. That flexibility is a huge plus.

“Within three weeks, I was sleeping through the night about five nights out of seven.”

At 41, I started waking up at 3 AM drenched in sweat. My mood became unpredictable — I’m a school principal, I can’t afford to lose my composure in front of staff. My doctor confirmed early perimenopause but said I was “too young for hormone therapy” and to “ride it out.” Helpful.

I almost didn’t sign up because the program says ages 18-45 and I was worried it would be all twenty-somethings talking about PMS. But the conditions it addresses — mood swings, sleep disruption, hormonal imbalance — that was my exact list.

The results came faster than I expected. Within three weeks, I was sleeping through the night about five nights out of seven. The hot flashes didn’t disappear, but the intensity dropped — from “soaking the sheets” to “slightly warm.” The Legs-Up-The-Wall pose before bed has become my non-negotiable ritual.

I especially value the weekly Zoom session. Being able to ask “is this normal at my age?” and get an informed answer from someone with a Masters in Yogic Sciences — that alone is worth the subscription. I’ve recommended this to four colleagues already.

“Binge episodes dropped from four times a week to once or twice a month.”

I’ve done every diet. Keto, intermittent fasting, calorie counting — you name it. I’d lose a few kilos, then gain them back plus more. The guilt cycle was exhausting. After a stressful day I’d eat an entire bag of chips and then hate myself.

What drew me to this program was that it never once mentioned weight loss. Not on the page, not in the classes, not in the Zoom catchups. For the first time, something was about how I FEEL in my body, not how my body LOOKS.

The breathwork changed everything for me. When I feel the urge to stress-eat now, I do the breathing technique from class instead. It doesn’t work every time — I’m not going to pretend I’m perfect. But the frequency of binge episodes has dropped from maybe four times a week to once or twice a month.

I’ve actually lost some weight without trying, which I think is because my cortisol is lower. But more importantly, I stopped punishing myself. The 5 PM class fits perfectly in Abu Dhabi. It’s my favorite 45 minutes of the day.

“I used to have about three bad weeks a month. Now it’s closer to one.”

If you have endo, you know the fear. Every new exercise comes with the question: “Will this trigger a flare?” I’ve been burned before — a random YouTube yoga video with deep twists put me in bed for two days.

That’s why the “therapy yoga” description caught my attention. Not fitness yoga. Not vinyasa flow. Therapy. That word told me someone actually thought about conditions like mine.

I asked about modifications during the Saturday Zoom catchup in my first week. Amrita ma’am didn’t just give me a generic answer — she asked what specifically triggers my flares, and adjusted the recommendations. That level of care from an online program shocked me.

I’ve been attending for four months. I haven’t eliminated flares — I want to be honest about that. But the frequency has dropped noticeably. I used to have about three bad weeks a month. Now it’s closer to one. The restorative sessions on difficult days are like medicine. Gentle enough that my body doesn’t fight back.

My gynecologist has been supportive of continuing. She says my inflammation markers look better.

“I don’t feel like a stranger in my own skin anymore. That’s worth so much more than $30.”

Fourteen months after having my daughter, I was still waiting to feel like “me” again. Everyone said my body would bounce back. Nobody mentioned that my periods would be all over the place, that my lower back would ache constantly, or that I’d feel weirdly disconnected from my own body — like I was borrowing someone else’s.

I couldn’t do intense workouts. I tried, and I just felt worse. A friend in my mum’s group mentioned Siddhi Yoga, and the word “restorative” is what sold me. It sounded safe.

The 5 AM class sounds crazy with a toddler, but the 24-hour recording saved me more than once when she woke up mid-session. What surprised me was how emotional some of the sessions were. I’d be in a hip opener and just start crying — not from pain, but from finally letting my body feel something again.

My periods have settled into a rhythm now. My back pain is genuinely 80% better. But the biggest change is that I don’t feel like a stranger in my own skin anymore. That’s worth so much more than $30.

“Three months in, my cycle came back to 28 days. My skin cleared up without changing a single product.”

I’m a software engineer, and last year my body basically staged a protest. My periods went from clockwork to completely unpredictable. I broke out in cystic acne along my jaw — never had that before. Anxiety attacks during standup meetings. My therapist said I needed to move my body, but the gym felt like adding another aggressive thing to my already aggressive life.

The 5 PM English class works perfectly after I close my laptop. It’s only 45 minutes. No commute. I literally roll out my mat in my living room and stream it on YouTube.

Here’s the thing nobody tells you about stress — it doesn’t just make you feel bad. It actually rewires your hormones. Three months into this program, my cycle came back to 28 days. My skin cleared up without changing a single product. I sleep deeper. The Yin sessions especially taught me that I don’t have to push through everything — sometimes holding still is the hardest and most healing thing.

I’m 26. If I’d waited until it got worse, I don’t want to think about where I’d be.

“This program gives you something no clinic can — a sense of agency when everything else feels out of your control.”

I want to be careful about what I say here, because when you’re TTC, the last thing you need is another person promising miracles. So I’ll just tell you what happened to me.

After 18 months of trying and two failed IUIs, my anxiety was through the roof. I couldn’t sleep. I was crying in my car after every baby shower. My fertility specialist kept telling me to “manage my stress” without telling me HOW.

I started the Siddhi Yoga classes mostly for my mental health. The breathing exercises gave me the first real tool to calm my nervous system. The weekly Zoom catchup meant I could actually talk to someone who understood what yoga does for reproductive health — not just “relax more.”

After three months of daily practice, my IVF cycle went differently. I can’t say yoga did it — I was also on medication, obviously. But I was calmer. My lining was better. My doctor noticed. I’m 14 weeks now.

Even if you’re not at that point, this program gives you something no clinic can — a sense of agency when everything else feels out of your control.

“My last thyroid panel showed improvement for the first time in a year. My doctor asked what I changed.”

Main teen saal se Thyronorm le rahi hoon. Dawai numbers theek karti hai, par thakaan? Woh kahin nahi jaati thi. Subah uthke lagta tha jaise raat bhar neend hi nahi aayi. Bachche school se aate the aur mujhme energy nahi hoti thi unke saath khelne ki.

(I’ve been on Thyronorm for three years. The medication fixes numbers, but the exhaustion? That never went away.)

I joined the 6 AM Hindi class because I could do it before my kids woke up, in my bedroom, with no one watching. That privacy mattered to me. After about a month, I noticed I wasn’t reaching for chai four times a day just to stay awake. My mother-in-law — who used to tell me I was being lazy — actually commented that I seemed more “present.”

The restorative sessions are what I look forward to most. Bholi ma’am always says “your body has been through a lot, be gentle with it.” I needed to hear that. My last thyroid panel showed improvement for the first time in a year. My doctor asked what I changed.

“Last month my period came and I didn’t even realize it for half a day. No warning cramps, no two-day headache.”

Every month I used to lose about four days. Not exaggerating — four days where I’d cancel plans, snap at my husband, and basically hide from the world. Three different gynecologists told me everything was “normal.” So I stopped asking for help and just accepted it.

I found Siddhi Yoga through an Instagram ad and almost scrolled past. But the bit about PMS not being “just cramps” stopped me. Someone finally said what I’d been feeling for years.

I’ve been doing the 5 PM class for three months now, and last month something wild happened — my period came and I didn’t even realize it for half a day. No warning cramps, no two-day headache. My husband actually asked me if I was okay because I wasn’t in bed with a hot water bottle. The Yin yoga sessions on difficult days are gentle enough that I can actually do them when I’m hurting. That was my biggest concern — that it would be too intense. It’s not. It meets you exactly where you are.

“By week six, my period came on day 32. Then again on day 33 the next month. I actually cried.”

I was honestly skeptical. I'd been dealing with PCOS for two years — the metformin made me nauseous, my skin was a mess, and my periods came whenever they felt like it. I thought yoga was just stretching. But my cousin told me about Siddhi Yoga’s women’s health classes, so I signed up for the free trial thinking I had nothing to lose.

The first thing I noticed after about two weeks was that I was sleeping better. Like, actually falling asleep without scrolling my phone for an hour. By week six, my period came on day 32. Then again on day 33 the next month. I actually cried. That hadn’t happened in over a year.

What makes this different is that Amrita ma’am actually understands PCOS. She doesn’t just say “do this pose.” She explains WHY — how it affects insulin, how the breathing calms cortisol. The 6 AM Hindi class fits perfectly before work. For ₹2,500 a month, I genuinely don’t know a better investment I’ve made in myself.