Yoga found me early.
At nine years old, my aunt — a devoted follower of Gurumayi — brought me to a Siddha Yoga Ashram for the first time. I was immediately captivated by the culture, the rituals, the stillness. I began attending on my own, learning meditation and chanting long before I ever stepped onto a yoga mat. At the time, dance was my world — ballet filled my days — but something about the ashram felt like home.
In my early teens, a friend introduced me to the Hare Krishna Temple, where I spent many early mornings over the next several years doing puja, chanting japa, and studying the Bhagavad Gita. These years quietly shaped the spiritual foundation I still stand on today.
Dance continued to take me further. After high school I pursued it professionally — performing with Euro Disney's company in Europe and training at a professional dance school in Paris. Back in the United States, I received a performing arts scholarship to Southeastern Louisiana University, where I danced with their company and went on to study Journalism and Kinesiology.
It was during my first year of college that I discovered Ashtanga yoga. I learned the primary series and committed to it completely — practicing daily alongside hours of dance rehearsal, using the Ashtanga sequence to warm up before theater performances and to stay focused between classes. Then something shifted. All at once, the years of Bhakti yoga, the devotion, the discipline of dance, and the science of the body converged in this one practice. Everything I had lived and practiced suddenly made sense.
From that moment, I knew I wanted to share yoga — not just as movement, but as a path of transformation. It has changed my life profoundly, and that is exactly what I hope to offer you.
