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Kia Naddermier and global yoga community dedicated to a wholistic, embodied approach to practice.

Mysore Yoga Paris, founded by Kia Naddermier in 2011, is a global Ashtanga Yoga Community dedicated to a holistic, multi-layered approach to practice. Kia mentors teachers and gives trainings, workshops and retreats internationally. She is certified to teach advanced Pranayama & Kriyas at the highest level within the Kavalyadham lineage. Kia´s teachings draw extensively from traditional Buddhist t

eachings of Mindfulness, Meditation and Loving Kindness. With a genuine dedication to the growth and development of her students, she offers a non-dogmatic, inclusive and creative space open for personal exploration and inquiry. Together with sound artist Yotam Agam she has created of the much appreciated podcast Mysore Yoga Paris - Closer Together offering free practice resources available for all.

08/08/2026

Last winter Purple Valley Yoga Centre Ara invited me for an expansive conversation about Yoga Bhāvanā. How this approach has evolved, what in my experience makes a practice sustainable, the principles that quietly hold the teachings together, and why none of us wake up alone.

Ara opens our conversation by asking me:
“You’ve been practising for over thirty years, and your approach feels quite unique. How has your relationship with Ashtanga changed over time, and what has shaped the way you practise and teach today?”

Kia: “It’s a really interesting question, because in many ways we change all the time. It’s not necessarily one particular moment that changes a person. I think a healthy practice should change with time to reflect our different stages in life, so that our practice is always attuned to where we are…”

Link in bio to continue reading the full interview:
yogagoa.com/the-art-of-cultivation-kia-naddermier/

I’m so grateful to return to Purple Valley this winter to teach Yoga Bhāvanā – The Art of Cultivation, two retreats weaving Ashtanga, Pranayama, Meditation and the Buddha Dharma.

Goa Retreat Purple Valley Yoga Centre :
December 5, 2026 – December 19, 2026

Tenerife Retreat Purple Valley Yoga Centre :
February 13, 2027 – February 20, 2027

03/08/2026

I don’t think I’ve ever looked forward to a retreat as much as Purple Valley Yoga Centre Goa in December ! With everything that’s unraveled this summer, this will actually be my only 2-week, in-depth retreat this year: Dec 5-19th 2026.

Rooted in both Yogic and Buddhist traditions, we immerse ourselves in all aspects of Yoga Bhāvanā, an integrative approach to practice that deepens every dimension: body, breath, HeartMind & relationship. Through daily Mysore practice, Prāṇāyāma & Kriyās in the Kaivalyadhama lineage, meditation and Buddha Dharma reflection, we cultivate an understanding of yoga as a path of wholeness, compassion, and being of benefit to the world.

There will be opportunity for individual pulse reading and progressions in Prāṇāyāma.

To support those in need, we’re so grateful to offer a limited number of scholarships! Everyone is welcome to apply, but we particularly encourage those with low income and those who are part of the BIPOC and/or LGBTQIA+ community. Please help us share with anyone who could benefit!

Scholarship applications go through mysoreyogaparis.com’s retreat page only, (not Purple Valley).

For general info & registration for the retreat, visit yogagoa.com.

Delighted to be assisted by brilliant Scott Arnott and Maria Olsten

Literally cannot wait to see you there!! 💜

$It has been just over a month since the accident in Crete, and less than a week since my surgery. What began as a fractu...$

25/07/2026

It has been just over a month since the accident in Crete, and less than a week since my surgery. What began as a fracture became, for some days, something far more uncertain. Touching the possibility of actually not making it has shifted something within me that continues to unfold. I am so grateful, and ready to finally begin a journey of healing.

These weeks have been a profound lesson in simplicity, in shedding all that is not essential. Going from someone who travels the world for a living, to someone for whom walking from the living room to the kitchen is a journey requiring full attention, is humbling to say the least. The idea that this will be on autopilot in a couple of weeks feels daunting.

My surgeon has asked me to keep my crutches for thirty days, even once I no longer need them for walking. Browsing the internet, I find something I can only describe as a misplaced competition in progress: what day could I throw my crutches away? An advanced yoga teacher triumphantly flings theirs in the air. Day four and already unsupported. Hah.

What is this fear of support when it’s needed? I once read about Pando, the famous quaking aspen colony in Utah. What looks like a forest of forty thousand individual trees is, in fact, one organism, a single root system holding up every trunk. Not one of them standing alone.

Maybe my crutches are a kind of graft too, a way of staying connected to something other than myself long enough for what’s underneath to knit and grow strong. Our cracks, and our interdependence, are what make us resilient. Not one tree standing alone, but a single root system, holding up forty thousand trunks.

I’ve written the fuller reflection, on Nepo, Nick Cave, walking meditation, and what Pando has to teach us about Sangha, in my community mail going out tomorrow. As you know I’m more comfortable expanding there. Link in bio or on website if you’d like to join. 🤍xx

With Mettā
x k

19/07/2026

Yesterday, one month since the accident, was the first day of my retreat in the Spanish mountains. This is where we’ve spent our summers the last fourteen years, in practice and community. Never had I imagined connecting with my Mountain Sangha on Zoom…
I was moved to tears seeing everyone gathered in our beloved Shala, made potent by years of practice. Even through a screen, I have rarely felt closer to any community than I did with this group. This retreat was able to go ahead without my presence, through their devotion to this path and to one another. Each one showing up with such openness of heart and flexibility of mind, teaching us all what true Sangha is about.
Above all, through Armi and Agneta holding us all in their strong and generous arms. This is the power of apprenticeship. Between them, they have studied every element of this practice with me, deeply and patiently, over years. They are not simply standing in for me. They are brilliant teachers in their own right, with wisdom to share in their own unique ways.
When it became clear I could not travel this summer, I had not a fraction of doubt in their ability to share these teachings fully.

And there is David and Emma, with the Las Chimeneas staff, holding us through this tender time. I am endlessly grateful for my Mountain Sangha that has grown so strong over the years. This is what allows me to let go fully now.
Monday morning I go in for surgery. After that, the long wait in immobility can finally move into a journey of healing.

What I carry with me are decades of unbroken practice. Now, more than ever, I feel its power. Because of practice, I am not afraid to surrender. Practice has taught me not to resist my experience, but to move with it.
That doesn’t mean I am untouched by this profound pain, grief and uncertainty. My meditation practice right now is mainly holding space for my tears.
But Mettā Bhāvanā has shown me how to hold my broken heart and bones in compassion. Rather than fighting uncertainty, I can gently receive what this tender not-knowing has to teach me.

Even as my body is deeply challenged and my heart broken open, my devotion to this path has never been stronger.

30/06/2026

Arriving at Paris Le Bourget airport from Heraklion in ambulance plane, I was transferred directly to a hospital in the 19th. In the middle of the most intense heatwave, with no AC, the entire floor was kept in darkness - curtains drawn against the heat.
I shared my very run-down room with a beautiful grandmother named Kelto, a practicing Muslim woman who blessed our space with her prayers while waiting for knee surgery. Although we were both in such poor condition, we felt safe together. Our naked faces and tender situation dissolved any distance between us. Kelto’s relationship with the divine infused her every breath. Quietly being present with her shifted something deep in my heart that I still can’t find words for. Over the days, I think I was introduced to most of her extraordinarily beautiful - and very large! - family.

After more tests and scans, my surgery was finally scheduled for the 20th of July - more than three weeks ahead. I was sent home by ambulance to wait, with strict instructions to limit all movement and put no weight at all on my right leg.

So here I am, staying very still in our apartment for the next few weeks. And then again after surgery for rehabilitation. I’m told I should be able to return to teaching gently in September when I’m scheduled to give a retreat in Crete.

There is still a long journey ahead. But although I’m physically very challenged, all I can feel is immense gratitude - for still being here. For being alive and held by my family, beloved friends and sangha. And for receiving health care: such a privilege. Those carrying me, changing my sheets, checking my blood pressure, scanning my bones, changing my IV, bringing me water and caring for me during my most vulnerable moments - they all linger in my heart like guardian angels. These everyday Bodhisattvas have taught me what real compassion feels like, and it has moved me in the deepest way.

And that cat. In the middle of the dirt road in Tertsa. She literally stopped me in my tracks and threw my entire life and all my perfect plans around. She keeps visiting my mind stream like a talisman. She may be one of my most profound yoga teachers. x

24/06/2026

”If you want to make God laugh,
tell her your plans”

I don’t easily share personal experiences this widely, but I’m making an exception this time. It feels important to be reminded of the fragility of this precious human life, and of our absolute belonging to each other.

Halfway through my second retreat in wonderful Tertsa, Devi and I were biking downhill to have dinner with my sangha when a village cat froze in the road. I flew off my bike to avoid hitting her - thankfully she was unhurt. But I broke my hip and scraped my face and body. And while I lay there on the road, only half conscious, she walked over, climbed onto my belly, and purred. It was a strange, wondrous moment of care in the middle of the worst pain. What followed were some of the roughest days of my life (and I believe of Devi’s too who was by my side) - shock, severe pain and dehydration, ambulances between clinics. Finally I was flown with ambulance plane to hospital in Paris where I’m now waiting on scans and possible surgery.

Pain and crisis have their own way of teaching, and what they’ve shown me, again, is the importance of community. Of holding each other close so no one has to go through this alone.
I’m so grateful for my Tertsa family - Nathalie, Andreas, Tereza, Nikos and Renaldo who carried me, drove me through the night and stayed by my bedside.
My sangha, my beautiful sangha. Ana, stepping up for the group when I needed it most, and all of my students in Tertsa showing up for me and each other - the real meaning of Mettā, friendship. Friends around the world sending love and prayers.
And above all, my incredible family - Magnus, Uma, Devi and also Paula who have held me so close and carried me through the medical system and all it takes to get help abroad. Devi, by my side every hour: I wouldn’t have made it without you, ma vie.
I am also acutely aware of my immense privilege to have access to health care. To a hospital bed, night nurses, cleaners, paramedics, surgeons, and the team in Paris working out the next steps. That shouldn’t be a privilege of circumstance. It should be a fundamental human right, equally available to all beings sharing this tender planet.

With Mettā x

15/06/2026

Can you feel the joy?? 🩵
What an amazing first session in this gem of a place on earth. Diving deep into the heart of practice with the most wonderful sangha.
Sooo grateful you’re all already booked to come back next summer!!
LOVE collaborating with favorite Tereza Poljanic & Nathalie Tertsa Yoga & Retreats - nourishing us from the inside out x

02/06/2026

April and May marvel and madness…
can’t do without you! 🤍

27/05/2026

Creative mayhem on Rue Saint Maur as we (all!) prepare for Devi’s graduation show… 🤍x

22/05/2026

Back from wonderful Glasgow, now gearing up for a whole marathon of summer retreats…
Most of them are waitlisted (register for last minute spots!), but there’s still space for the second week in Tertsa June 15-22. This is my most intimate offering - 14p in the Shala - pure indulgence ;) !!
🌊🌞
Autumn is full too — next availability after summer is Goa in December, if you’re thinking ahead 🙏🏽
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🇬🇷 June 7-14 · Tertsa, Crete
1 Week Immersive Retreat · 14p max
Fully booked - waitlist open
W: tertsaretreat.com

🇬🇷 June 15-22 · Tertsa, Crete
1 Week Immersive Retreat · 14p max
Last spots!
W: tertsaretreat.com

🇪🇸 July 16-28 · Sierra Nevada, Spain
12 Day Immersive Retreat
One spot pending!
W: MysoreYogaParis.com
[email protected]

🇬🇷 Sept 5-12 · Yoga Rocks, Crete
1 Week Retreat
Fully booked - waitlist open

🖥️ Oct 3-4 · Online / Module 2
In-Depth Training, 175hrs
Fully booked - contact us for next cohort
W: mysoreyogaparis.com/trainings
[email protected]

🇫🇷 Nov 13-18 · Paris / Module 3
In-Depth Training, 175hrs
Fully booked - contact us for next cohort
W: mysoreyogaparis.com/trainings
[email protected]

🇮🇳 Dec 5-19 · Goa, India
Immersive Retreat at Purple Valley
Bookings & scholarships open!

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