I spent years being last on my own list. Then I stopped.

I came to yoga in my twenties for the movement. A workout that didn't feel like one. Something physical I could drop into after a long day and leave feeling better than when I arrived.

Over the years, through a long career in corporate, two children, and everything else that life throws at you, I noticed something. It was never the poses that held me together through the hard parts. It was the breathing. The stillness. The philosophy I'd started to actually listen to. Yoga kept giving me back to myself, even when I had very little left to give.

What it taught me is that I am many things at once. The career girl. The mother. The person who sometimes needs to be on a mat doing nothing at all. There is room for all of it.

I kept noticing the same pattern in myself and in the people around me. We know we need to slow down. We know we should take better care of ourselves. And somehow we always end up at the bottom of our own list. I wanted to create something that made it easier to choose yourself, even just for an hour. Something you could look forward to. Something that felt like a ritual rather than another obligation.

In early 2025, I started my yoga teacher training. I qualified that September. I built these classes knowing exactly what I wanted them to feel like.

My classes are kept small. I want you to feel seen. I want you to leave feeling like yourself again, not like you just survived something.

If any of that sounds familiar, I'd love to see you on the mat.