My journey in yoga began 13 years ago. I hated it. I went to yoga and compared myself to others, and judged my postures in the mirror. I mentally competed with myself and others. I could not touch my toes and I was very upset about it. I left feeling stressed, depleted and worse about myself. I had long been a “sports girl” , and I made the typical “error” of approaching yoga as another sport. The intention we bring to the mat changes our experience of yoga. That intention was what I lacked in my first classes in yoga. I intended to get strong and flexible, but not necessarily with the intention of doing so with a calm, neutral, and compassionate mind. I hadn’t understood yoga in those first classes 13 years ago, and so, I missed all the fruits yoga offered. Hence, I returned to the gym where I could get flexible and strong much faster. Three years went by and I was quite content in the gym. Then one day, everything fell apart, and here is where many peoples journey in yo...

This is Almeria, Spain, where I have lived for the last 5 years. I am originally from Vancouver, Canada. Both Vancouver and Almeria are extremely beautiful places, but in stark contrast to one another. I switched enchanted forests for majestic deserts. I dreamt of a place like Almeria, specifically the landscapes found in Cabo de Gata. I also dreamt I would one day teach yoga in front of my house by the ocean. I am litterally living my dream everytime you come to class. The students who come to class are both Spanish and English speakers, and usually a mix of locals (from Almeria or other parts of Spain) and foreigners (mainly from Europe and North America). I adapt the language to whoever shows up that day. I also adapt the class itself to whoever shows up that day (providing more challenging postures for advanced students and adapted versions for beginners). Overall, I tend to attract a group of beginner/introductory students, people looking to enjoy a nice saturday morning yog...