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Becoming a Yoga student…

I was a Freshman at the University of South Carolina. I was into rock climbing, hiking, biking and lifting heavy things and putting them back down. I had never heard of yoga before. I complained about being sore a lot so finally, one of my roommates convinced me to go to a yoga class with her. The class was held in a dark room with strings of lights that lit up the space; the room was surrounded by windows and it was a sunset class, so the light that poured through the windows was both stunning and relaxing. The class was held in the Business School. The teacher’s name was Tiffany. This was 15 years ago and I so clearly remember when I first began my yoga practice. After a few classes, I was committed—both because of the mental clarity and stillness and the physical benefits of the practice. Over the years, yoga has helped me to manage anxiety and it’s been a constant source of joy to discover what the body is capable of doing with patience and practice.

BECOMING A Yoga TEACHER…

My sister was living in Hilo, on Hawaii’s Big Island. When I first visited her, I was introduced to the magic of the Islands. It’s hard to pinpoint how I knew I would be back, but I did. After practicing yoga for over a decade, I wanted to deepen my practice, took a leap of faith. I left my job and went to complete my 200hr yoga teacher training at the Maui Yoga and Dance Shala. For me, yoga and nature are interconnected and I wanted to study in a place that reflects this. I am an introvert, so I never thought that I would use the training to teach, just to learn more about the practice. I was wrong. The day after completing my certification, the lead instructor asked me if I wanted to sub a class and I said yes. Upon returning to Washington, DC, I started teaching right away and never looked back. As a teacher, the ability to make someone’s day better through practice has stuck with me—it’s why I keep teaching and expanding my offerings.