About me

For all you deep divers out there.

yoga

Yoga found me a long time ago, and it was never just about the poses — it was freedom. Like, real freedom. And that's honestly what I want you to feel in my classes too: a space to just be with yourself, no judgment, no pressure to look a certain way or hit a certain pose. Just you, your breath, and your body doing its thing.

My classes are all about fluid, mindful transitions and flows that build strength and mobility — basically, movement that makes your whole body feel balanced and good. I want you to get curious about what your body can do, and explore that with kindness instead of criticism (we're all works in progress, right?).

A little about me: I started teaching back in 2017, right after finishing my 200hr training, and I've been hooked ever since. These days I'm a 500 E-RYT and also certified in pre/postnatal yoga. My movement background goes way back too — years of ballet, strength and mobility training, dancing just for fun, and geeking out on anatomy and kinesiology (yes, I'm that person who loves knowing why the body moves the way it does).

Come move with me sometime 🤍

ceramics

Ceramics is a full body experience—if you want to have control over the things you make, you have to stand your ground. Moving pounds of clay on a spinning wheel takes muscles. Plus, it’s one of the only art forms I can think of where your hands are the tools.

It’s pretty cool and I like it a lot.

Other than yoga, ceramics is the only thing that I fell instantly in love with; I’ve been playing with clay for about 6 years now. I like to create, design, then actually use what I make—it’s those functional forms that get me really excited.

If I had to choose one lesson I’ve learned from ceramics it would be, without a doubt, letting go of expectations: the ultimate lesson in non-attachment. It’s wild how the things I’ve learned from ceramics so closely mirror and solidify the lessons taught in yoga. The more you make, the closer you get to an idea of what might come out of the kiln in the end, but anything can happen. Pieces warp, shrink, and explode; glazes drip, bubble, and do some other pretty weird things. In a way, it encourages a level of playfulness and lets me tap into my carefree side.