Sadhaka

13/03/2026

Yes, we strengthen the body.
But yoga also helps us notice what’s happening within.

Start where you are.

11/03/2026

Yoga starts with movement.
But it often becomes something deeper.

New to yoga? You're welcome here.

08/03/2026

Painóíno: On Being a Woman

There was a time when I thought being a woman meant learning how to stay within the lines.

Mahinhin.
Mayumi.
Behaved.
Not magaspang.

Words many of us grew up hearing in one form or another. Sometimes gently. Sometimes not.

You learn early that the world has a shape it prefers you to fit into.

Quiet, but capable.
Soft, but strong enough to carry what needs carrying.
Selfless, but never empty enough to disappear.

And when you move outside of that shape, even slightly, the names change.

Too much.
Too loud.
Too emotional.
Too difficult.

It’s strange, when you start to notice it.

How the same qualities that make a woman admirable in one moment can make her threatening in another.

Strength, when it serves others.
But stubbornness when it serves herself.

Devotion, when it keeps things together.
But rebellion when it asks for something more.

Somewhere along the way, many of us learned to negotiate with these expectations. To soften parts of ourselves. To hide others. To become many versions of who we are depending on the room we walk into.

And yet, beneath all of that, there is something quieter & truer.

A slow remembering that being a woman was never meant to be a single role we perform well enough to be accepted.

It is a life lived in layers.

Tender and fierce.
Tired and hopeful.
Certain one day.
Questioning the next.

Perhaps that is what this month asks of us — not just celebration, but reflection.

To notice the stories we inherited.
The roles we were given.
And the ones we are slowly learning to write for ourselves.

Because womanhood has never belonged to a single narrative.

It lives in all the ways we continue to become.

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Malipayong Bulan sa Pagkababayi, mga gwapa.

💚,
T. Ice & the Sadhaka Community



PAINÓÍNO (Hiligaynon) — 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯.

04/03/2026

Every day is a good day to begin.

Start where you are.
We'll take it from there. 🧘‍♀️✨

Find us at FiTX Koronadal.
Drop in to book.

03/03/2026

𝗕𝗔𝗬𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝘀. 🪷
𝘜𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥. 🌀

Somewhere along the way,
you became the strong one.

Breadwinner.
Ate energy.
Boss femme pressure.
Quiet resilience.

You know the role.

Last year, we honored the women who came before us.
This year asks something different:

Can you soften —
not as surrender,
but as strength?

Softness is not weakness.
Water reshapes stone.

60-minute Yin session • All levels
📍 6PM | Sadhaka x FITX Koronadal
Register: Scan QR or link in bio.

Bring your strength.
Leave remembering
you are allowed to be held, too. 🫂💚

01/03/2026

BODY & BREATH | 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗮 𝗦𝗮𝗱𝗵𝗮𝗸𝗮 🌿🌬️
Your body has carried miles, heavy lifts, long sessions — now it asks for attention.
Sa bigat ng buto, sa init ng kalamnan, sa hiningang minsang nanginginig pero pinipiling manatili.

March is not about pushing harder.
Indi ini pa-kusogay.
Indi man pa-dasigay.

It is about 𝗶𝗻𝗵𝗮𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴.
Pag-istar gid sa lawas.
Pagpamati sa ginhawa.

You train hard.
You run miles.
You lift heavy.
You carry much.

Subong — 𝘄𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗴𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲.
We refine.
We move with control and intention.

Strength nga may paghinay.
Heat with containment.
Stillness nga indi kahuyang.

In a month that honors women,
we remember the the quiet, enduring strength —
ang kusog nga wala ginasinggit pero pirmi nagapabilin.
Resilience that breathes. That leads.

We open without forcing.
We rest without guilt.
Balance is practiced.

Discipline that listens.
Fire that is guided.
Movement anchored in breath.

Hindi para magpakita.
Kundi para magpabilin.

Sa inhale.
Sa exhale.
Sa matag lihok.

We come back to the body.
𝘉𝘰𝘥𝘺 & 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩: 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯.
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25/02/2026

UPDATE: Tubô + Kabukas will now happen on separate days.

It’s been raining a lot lately, and the venue for Tubô is by a river that carries runoff from the mountain. In the interest of safety, and to preserve the spirit of both gatherings, we are adjusting the schedule.

✺ 𝗞𝗮𝗯𝘂𝗸𝗮𝘀 → Sat, Pebrero 28 | 10AM (60–90 mins)
Venue: TL.Co Koronadal
with online option available

✺ 𝗧𝘂𝗯ô → Moved to Sat, March 21 (International Day of Forests)
Venue: Tupi
Full day immersion with optional camping

Updated forms and event details may be accessed via the QR or links in bio.

If you haven’t signed up yet, there is still time.

Let's slow down and feel this beautiful life together.

See you. 🌿

24/02/2026

Hallo, mga mahal 🤍

Today, we will not hold class.

We honor the anniversary of the 𝗘𝗗𝗦𝗔 𝗣𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗼𝗹𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 — when relationship meant standing side by side.

This month, we’ve been reflecting on 𝘒𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘚𝘦𝘭𝘧 — how knowing ourselves shapes how we stand with others.

Today, many of us feel it.
Kapoy.
Frustration.
A carefulness about who and what we trust.

The spirit of EDSA reminds us of participation.
Of showing up.
Of remembering that power is not only held above us;
it is practiced between us.

In Sadhaka, we move and breathe not just for strength,
but for embodied clarity.
For right relationship:
with Self, with kin, with nature, with community.

Pebrero 25, we pause in remembrance —
knowing that our practice is not separate
from the world we inhabit.

We return on Thursday. 🌿

19/02/2026

16/02/2026

🌀 What if a day could just be
walking,
breathing,
noticing.

TUBÔ is a love letter to the wild. 🌿
Bare feet on soil.
River singing your lullaby.
Warm tea between your palms.
Sunlight on your cheek.
Quiet company beside you.

To notice interbeing —
connection with the earth, with each other —
To feel the life around you.
To remember that you belong here
at the heart of a day.

We also open KABUKAS —
A reading circle for stories,
for silence that isn’t awkward,
for listening that softens the chest.

Pebrero 28
Tupi

TUBÔ + KABUKAS
kalikasan. panumdum. kapwa. tunog

Optional camping for those who want to linger
and let the night settle slowly.

30% of registration fees go to Pet Avenue,
part of the Kilapsáw initiative at Sadhaka.

Details in slides.
Scan QR or link in bio to reg. 🪷

11/02/2026

KABUKAS was born from slowing down..

From choosing soubhiyé mornings.
From letting books rest open to savor a passage.
From moments of self-study — not academic,
but the kind that asks:
Who am I becoming?
What life am I creating?

I’ve never known a part of my life without books.
They’ve been refuge, mirror, teacher.
They’ve held me through grief and growth.
They’ve helped me understand people I’ve never met —
and parts of myself I hadn’t yet named.

Kabukas is my way of sharing that love.

Not to create experts.
Not to over-analyze until the words go dry.
But to sit with language.
To notice what moves.
To practice svādhyāya in community.
To let kapwa shape the space.

If something in you misses depth,
if you’ve been wanting to fall in love with reading again
or for the first time —
maybe this is your doorway.

Soft launch: Pebrero 28
within tubô + kabukas

Details in the slides.
Scan QR or click on link in bio should it call to you.

💚, T. Ice

𝗞𝗔𝗕𝗨𝗞𝗔𝗦 is a play on words by Sadhaka, inspired by 𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘴 in Tagalog and Hiligaynon — meaning “open.” It reflects openness to words, presence, and each other, grounded in a 𝗸𝗮𝗽𝘄𝗮-centered space.

08/02/2026

Painóíno: On Creation

The number of deaths a person goes through in a lifetime is uncountable. The many selves who get born, & then die.
The grief that follows. The pain.
Universes dying within a single body.
And then the chaos outside it: relationships, dreams, opportunities disappearing.
Parallel universes. Both happening simultaneously.

I died when I chose to shift my focus from the outside to the inside. With every death comes a severing. A price. A mourning. A burying.

It is the same pain lived by those who create. Again & again.
The writer. The painter. The songwriter.
The choreographer. The chef. The entrepreneur.
The designer. The space holder.

Within this universe is a vast void — uncharted, unknown, unfathomable.
Unlimited possibilities.
There comes a willingness to die over & over to create.
To birth ideas. Onto canvas. Onto a menu. Into the world.
Then on to the next.

Creation is not pretty. It is not linear. It does not arrive when life is calm. It comes when something in you can no longer stay silent. When holding it in hurts more than letting it out.

So you choose the ache.
You choose the exposure.
You choose to let something leave your body
knowing it will never belong to you the same way again.

Once it’s made, it meets the world as it is — misunderstood, loved, ignored, consumed, sometimes abandoned.

And still, you make another.

Creation is not about the outcome.
It is about survival.
About staying in right relationship with your inner world so it doesn’t rot inside you.

Each act of making is a small death.
And a small refusal to disappear.

You learn to live with the grief of versions you outgrow.
Of offerings that were true then but are no longer enough now.

You bow to them. You thank them. You let them go.

And you step back into the void — empty-handed, open, terrified, willing.

This is not discipline. This is the soul’s clarion call.
To keep choosing birth, knowing what it costs.

A truth offering with courage that roars or crawls on its last dregs.



PAINÓÍNO (verb: Hiligaynon) 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯.