My yoga journey began when I was 15 years old when I received a yoga mat and posture book for christmas.
I had been watching Oprah Winfrey. I saw that Madonna did yoga.
Curious to learn, I dove in, practicing at home and taking classes as often as I could. I felt like I had this cool little secret walking down the hallways of my high school. It felt like I was on to something good, and I begged my parents to let me take the Moksha teacher training.
In 2009, I took the Moksha Yoga Teacher Training in Toronto and have been teaching since.
It’s really lovely being able to share my practice with others – I’m continually working to keep the practice fresh and alive, both challenging and relaxing, hoping that I am consistently facilitating a safe space where students can practice being kinder to themselves and to others. I feel like we live in such a mind vs. body culture, where we are taught to dislike the image we see in the mirror and literally worship idealized images of people. We get space from this in a consistent yoga practice. Your body becomes something not to fight against but something to accept just as it is through all of the movements. I think we take back our power in this way.
I have led classes as far as the west coast of Canada, as well as Toronto and Hamilton. Although, the Moksha Yoga Burlington studio has a special place in my heart as it is where I have seen a lively community grow literally from the ground up.
My practice lately has been about making choices that are authentic to who I am (which is constantly in flux), rather than doing things an inner voice tells me I “should” be doing. I’m trying not to be so hard on myself these days. Embrace feeling lost. Not knowing is much more soul expansive than knowing. I read a book called “Sophie’s World” about a young girl who finds philosophy lessons in her mailbox addressed to her from a stranger. The book talks about how lots of adults lose their childlike sense of wonder and curiosity when they start to fulfill adult roles. It talked about the importance of maintaining a childlike curiosity even when we feel we know things, or ought to know things, or can’t not know. This has stuck with me.
Looking forward to seeing your beautiful faces at the studio soon!