16/03/2026
Today is a deeply personal anniversary for me. . 38 years ago in London, I experienced a traumatic assault involving a firearm. For many years afterwards I carried the effects without fully understanding them. What I now know was post-traumatic stress disorder lived quietly in the background of my life for a long time, unnamed, unseen and unspoken.
But life has a way of guiding us toward healing.
I started yoga to help guide me through my breast cancer experience! But, it became my healer, my light for much, much more. The breath, movement, and moments of stillness; the practice, the philosophy, the self-study … slowly I began finding my way back to myself.
What started as a practice became something much deeper — a place where I could rebuild trust in my body, reconnect with my spirit, and rediscover strength I didn’t know I still had.
Today I feel so much gratitude. Gratitude for the journey, for the healing that continues, and for the beautiful yoga studio community that allows space for people to move, breathe, and simply be.
Healing isn’t always linear, but it is possible. And sometimes the very things that once broke us open become the places where light returns.
Today I’m choosing gratitude, resilience, and the quiet power of coming home to ourselves. 🤍🙏
