About me

I was only nineteen when a friend dragged me to my first yoga class in Laguna Beach, but I didn’t truly fall in love with the practice until three years later, when I discovered Vinyasa. I loved the variety of poses, or asanas, that were taught, the way they flowed so beautifully together, and I mostly loved how the practice made me feel. I initially started going to yoga because of all the superficial desires that many of us have, like wanting to be stronger, more flexible, healthier, etc. As expected, I began noticing gradual changes in my body, as well as a multitude of other positive effects after a relatively short amount of time. Looking back, I was so excited to discover this new obsession, however, I was completely unaware of how deep this whole yoga thing was about to take me. After just a couple months of maintaining a consistent yoga practice, my physical body was feeling strong and limber, but something else happened that I didn’t expect. My mind became more peaceful and present throughout the day, even during events that would have normally caused me to stress out. I began to grow more patience, contentment, and even a greater tolerance to life-stuff. Experiencing all these positive effects not only deepened my curiosity about the practice but also drove me to become a teacher. When I attended my first yoga teacher training at twenty five, I got a taste of exactly how much more there was to yoga than just contorting your body into multiple shapes. I learned detailed posture alignment, how to regulate the energy throughout my body, and that there were seven other limbs of yoga besides asana. Finding out that yoga was so much more than the poses was a wonderful realization that opened my eyes to the world of the subtle body and the idea that we can truly shape our own reality, one present moment at a time. The following year, I decided to take my education to the next level and attend my second yoga teacher training in Bali. At the time, I thought it would be similar to my first training experience, but it ended up being the most intense five weeks of my life. We spent countless hours studying, practicing asana, and meditating with nothing but the sound of birds, dogs, and the occasional motorbike. This all took place in a beautiful upper-level bungalow in the middle of the rice fields, with the most breath-taking 360 degree view. My last week of training was the most mentally and physically grueling, spent entirely in silence, and sitting in meditation seven hours a day, which we had been preparing for over the prior weeks.