Someone once asked me: “When did you find yoga?” and “when did yoga find you?” I found yoga 13 years ago at the YMCA, thinking it was a good compliment to my work-out.
A year later, yoga found me while I was in half pigeon pose, a hip-opening pose. Hips, they say, are where we quietly store our unresolved emotions. I cried not knowing why but later, I understood. Through my life, the busyness of things consumed me. There was little time to truly relax, restore, and practice self-love. I cried because of this raw truth.
Thirteen years of yoga practice have given me physical strength. Likewise, a better body, mind and spirit connection. It is in this well-connected space that our minds become clearer and our sensations heighten. The inner teacher in us emerges with insights. We learn how to live our lives better, creating our own possibilities.
Imagine a world where we can be strong and inner peace abounds. Imagine sharing the practice that helps achieve this. Imagine all good things coming!
I am honored to share this practice with you!