Yoga

I first began practicing yoga about 15 years ago. From the very first class, something deep within me connected to the practice, and I left the studio feeling not only great physically, but emotionally and spiritually as well. I continued to have a regular practice for a while, and then I became a mother. And then I became a mother again. And then I became a mother again. Through those years of babies and young children, my practice became more sporadic, but yoga was always something I returned to — a touchstone. Every time I returned to my mat, yoga allowed me to release some of the tension that I was carrying, and always left me feeling more grounded and a bit lighter. 

During the height of the COVID pandemic and subsequent shutdown, I once again found myself turning to yoga more frequently, almost out of desperation. And then, I hit a really low point, physically, spiritually, emotionally, and I found myself on a healing journey across all spectrums of well-being. Once again, yoga was there, and I began a daily practice. Throughout that journey, my regular yoga practice brought so much peace and healing in conjunction with the other healing modalities I was investing in. Along the way, I felt called to enroll in a yoga teacher training, with the hope to share the magic, beauty, and peace of yoga with others. 

My practice, and the way I teach, is less about physical fitness, though you will definitely build strength and gain flexibility and more openness in your body. But it is a slower flow, designed to help clear your mind for a while and really have time for yourself, to be with yourself, to come back to yourself. Ultimately, feeling a bit more at peace, and a bit lighter, than when you first came to your mat.