For most of my teenage and adult life, I’ve lived with seasons of anxiety and emotional intensity. It shaped the way I moved through the world, always feeling a little overwhelmed, a little untethered, always searching for steadiness and a way to feel at home in myself.

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Where it all came to light: pregnancy cracked me open in ways I never expected. Postpartum was SO hard, harder than I ever anticipated. I experienced deep anxiety and felt completely untethered. I was desperate for a different way. 

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Yoga became that path.
It held me.
It softened me.
It slowly stitched me back together.

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With my second baby, I moved through a season of postpartum depression that shook me to my absolute core (and then some haha) an inner darkness I had never known before. It was raw, disorientating and at times it felt impossible to find my way back to myself. But I’m endlessly grateful that I had these practices, the breath, the stillness, the wisdom, beautiful people and this ancient tradition that reminds us that we are held, even when we feel lost.

Yoga definitely didn’t fix everything, but it gave me a way through. A way to soften, to steady, to return home to my own heart.

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Now I'd love to share this with you! I've experienced firsthand the healing that can come from yoga, not just in the body, but in the mind and the way we meet our lives. My teaching comes from a place of deep care. I want people to feel supported, seen, and gently guided back to themselves. Yoga has offered me steadiness, clarity, and a sense of reconnection, and it’s an honour to hold space for others to experience the same.