How I became a teacher
After being pulled, hooting and hollering, into my first yoga class at the bidding of my friends, I was instantly drawn to yoga and started a steady once-a-month practice. When that wasn't enough, once-a-month turned to twice-a-week, and twice-a-week turned into a day away from those same friends having an intervention.
I decided to take a 200-hour teacher training program when I began to feel my downward-facing dog edging me closer to enlightenment. Not much time passed before I realized that I knew nothing about it–and still don't! All that aside, I have learned quite a bit about teaching the technical aspects of a yoga practice.
I believe in teaching yoga to every student the same way I was taught–as an individual. I describe my group classes as radically consistent. My focus is to help each student get the most out of their practice. Both, in the short and long-term.
I would be careless if I did not acknowledge those who I am deeply grateful for helping me be the teacher I am today. My very first teacher, Kim Manfredi, who saw potential in me and allowed me to grow at every opportunity. My teachers today: Debbie Saag and Heather Hax; you both push me every single day and never let me forget that I am always capable of more, thank you. To everyone who shows up to practice in the Mysore program at YogaWorks Midtown, thank you so much. You keep me consistently inspired.