I believe the physical practice of yoga is the gateway to living an awakened, authentic life. It begins with one class, one experience, and from there the journey to the self begins. It's sometimes exciting, it's often terrifying, and it's almost always messy. But it’s real! My first experience with yoga was not a joyful one, it was a 3 hour intensive college yoga course where we were forced to learn all the Sanskrit terminology. I hated it, and I almost failed the class! It wasn't until the birth of my medically fragile daughter in 2014 that my heart drew me back to yoga. This time was different. I needed yoga to heal myself. From that point forward I have devoted myself to the practice. I consider myself to be an eternal student. I love learning. I have completed 500 hours worth of teacher trainings in Power Vinyasa however my heart is with Ashtanga. I love the discipline, the set sequence of postures, the hands on guidance and the use of traditional Sanskrit (my college self would be shocked!). I believe as teachers the best thing we can do is get out of the way and create an open, loving space for students to have their own experience. I am so grateful for the opportunity to share the space with each and every student who shows up on their mat. As we know, this is often the hardest part of the practice. Let us continue to show up for ourselves and for one another as we embark on this messy, wild ride to living with a wide open heart.