Yoga always has been and always will be my passion.
Like a lot of folks out there, yoga came to me an interesting time in life. I found myself struggling with anxiety and in need of an outlet that gave me permission to explore my own feelings while also allowing me the space to grow, find gratitude, and best of all, breathe. Enamored by the power of breath when I moved to Los Angeles, I took up teacher training. But as life would have it, plans changed and I found myself back in the corporate field. The idea of teaching a group heightened my anxiety—If I was afraid and shaky when introducing myself in everyday social settings, how could I expect to lead a class? But during my time at the office, I became more and more devoted to my independent yoga practice. It became my outlet and my escape. Each day, I wished I could fast-forward to that one hour where I could simply breathe. I mustered up the courage to leave my job and pursue my dream of teaching yoga. I realized that nothing could make me happier than sharing my escape, overcoming my fears, and spending my days celebrating the magic of the inhale and of the exhale.
THE GRAM
