24/01/2026
I began practicing yoga intentionally in February 2024.
Before that, I had only attended two physical classes between 2019 & 2020 & l knew l wanted to be a yoga teacher and no, I didn’t even know YouTube yoga existed 😅
By July, I was already teaching.
I struggled with cueing, with integration, with confidence but I kept practicing. I kept listening. I kept showing up.
In October, I lost my mobility due to gun violence.
With an injured shoulder and leg, I couldn’t practice asana. All I could do was lie on my mat and breathe.
That was still yoga.
In January 2025, I returned to teaching and my body said not yet.
So I stepped back. I chose physiotherapy. I chose patience over pushing.
In August, I had surgery. Again, my leg was affected.
And still, the practice stayed with me.
In November, I gently offered a women’s circle and yoga at the beach.
My body could not fully carry me but my knowing was clear. This offering lives in me.
I am still not “strong” in the way yoga culture often defines strength.
Some poses feel uncomfortable or inaccessible not because of weakness, but because of wisdom.
This is the deeper lineage I walk:
• Ahimsa — non-harm
• Satya — truth
• Svadhyaya — self-study
• Aparigraha — letting go of how it should look
I give myself grace.
I choose authenticity.
I teach from presence, not performance.
And that, too, is yoga 🤍
I hold space for the broken
For I was rebuilt from my own fractures.
