“Not all who wander are lost.”
This is a quote that I heard in the mid 90’s back in Detroit where I was born and raised. Shortly there after I wandered to LA where in ’98 I joined an expensive gym on Sunset Blvd., “where the pretty people worked out”, and on my first day I wandered into my first yoga class. It was as if every fiber in my body was being transformed and my soul began to resonate. There was no going back for me as the wonders of yoga took root. I started practicing with some of most highly regarded yogis and yoginis in LA, although I had no idea who they were at the time. Instructors such as Bikram, Bryan Kest, Shiva Rae, Ana Forrest, Govindas and Radha. I was so ignorant to it all and I didn’t care really. I just wanted to practice because I could feel the change.
Then in ‘06 I again wandered to Denver where I quickly found several yoga studios and continued building my practice. I completed my first teacher training program in the summer of ’08 and I've completed numerous other trainings since.
I just had this strong desire to give back all that has been give to me. I find that yoga truly is a metaphor for life and in it lies so many of life’s little secrets. The connection of mind, body and spirit is the compass on my journey as I wander and it is what brings me back to my mat. I’m livin’ the dream….