I come from a long line of athletes and rugby coaches. During my teen years I began to move away from traditional sports and mystified my family by asking to take yoga classes. My mother purchased me a mat and an early copy of The Yoga Journal, which I studied and practiced with for months. When I finally took my first yoga class in 1998 at PCC, it was huge and intimidating, but I kept coming back. In 2001 I landed in Susan Lily’s class at Lewis and Clark College, which was steeped in the ritual and mythology of asana, pranayama and meditation practice. I knew then that I was going to carry this practice with me for a long, long time. As my yoga experience broadened and deepened, it began to fly off of my mat and into my life helping me make meaning from this embodied human experience and offering a clear path of practice when I most needed it. Each time I step onto the mat, I learn something new about my mind, my emotional responses or my physical body. Inspired by these changes I enrolled in The Bhaktishop School of Yoga in 2011. I am grateful to my teachers Lisa Mae Osborn and Christina Sell for their guidance and continued support. Although I wasn’t attached to the idea of teaching at first, I fell in love with the experience of sharing yoga. Teaching has shown me that it is not only okay, but absolutely necessary to be a perpetual student. I have continued my studies at The Bhaktishop in their 500-hour teacher training and have studied with internationally renowned teachers such as Leslie Kaminoff, Doug Keller and Christina Sell. As I continue to study and practice, the line between yoga and the rest of my life has softened and blurred, affording me the opportunity to share my love of yoga with others.