Before yoga became my life's work I trained and practised as an architect. That world taught me precision and structure — but it was becoming a mother that taught me slowness, and that the body knows things the mind takes years to understand.

I have been a student of yoga for twenty-five years. I completed my first teacher training in 2009 and have been sharing this practice — first quietly with friends and family, and since 2019 in a more formal and dedicated way.

I am an integral yoga teacher specialising in Hatha yoga, and this work is not something I arrived at quickly. It has grown alongside my life. Integral means that I don't teach yoga in isolation — I carry the sister sciences alongside it. Ayurveda, Vedanta and Jyotish are not separate subjects I studied and set aside. They live in me and quietly inform how I see the body, the seasons, the mind and the patterns we carry. I am not an expert in each of these fields — but their wisdom is woven into how I hold a class, how I sequence a practice, and how I meet each person who walks through the door.

I also live with deep awareness of the female cycle — the natural rhythm that moves through a woman's body each month, mirroring the phases of the moon and the turning of the seasons. Each week of the cycle carries its own quality of energy, emotion and need. This knowledge is not background information in my work — it is present in how I hold space, how I sequence movement, and how I honour what each woman brings on any given day. No two classes are the same because no two bodies are in the same place.

I teach in small, intimate groups because I believe something essential gets lost in a large room. Emotions are part of this practice — joy, grief, frustration, tenderness. They live in the body and movement has a way of bringing them to the surface. In my classes they are not an interruption. They are welcome. You will not be rushed or judged here. You will simply be witnessed — and that, in itself, is the practice.

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