10 or so years ago, I met this thing called Yoga. In one sense, it was this sacred, mysterious and magical experience that lit me up in deep devotional ways, giving me at last a chance to acknowledge and bask in this feeling I’d always had - that there was a special little light inside me that wanted to occupy more space! 

AND.. in another sense yoga wasn’t magical, it was just simple, ordinary and everyday, just like brushing your teeth.

Over the past 6 years I have been training and teaching consistently in various styles of yoga practice, refining my own delivery of this epic doctrine of experience. My classes are the distillation of these various learnings and explorations of my current curiosities.

 

I’m not so interested in doing poses for the sake of making cool shapes unless it’s for fun rather than glory. And I’m definitely not interested in any ‘no pain no gain’ mentality. It is my intention to create a safe, nurturing space for myself and all beings to flourish in, for this the practice needs to be tender, honest, playful and sincere.

I teach because it keeps me present, curious, inspired and humbled. I love to be with people in this meaningful way that breaks down the barriers of judgement, and puts us in honest communication with ourselves and each other. I thrive on this type of interaction, where we come together and the nervous system is relaxed, the body is open, love flows effortlessly through our veins, no one is better, higher, wiser, more or less worthy - where we can all look each other in the eye and feel ok. and feel safe. and feel at home.