Eons ago; in Junior High, there was a gym teacher who introduced me to yoga, Ms. Gellar. She was very ahead of her time. Yoga was an unknown in the late 80's. As a teen with plenty of anxiety, I never forgot the few moments I experienced inner peace on the gym floor. Years later, when I graduated from college with even more anxiety and panic, I remembered that teacher from Junior High. I sought out Yoga in NYC and came upon the Integral Yoga Center on 13th and 7th. I was psyched, I was hooked! I LOVE IT! YOGA WAS FOR ME. Yoga became a part of me.
I wanted to pursue Yoga as a career and went to a few teacher training workshops but I never thought I could take the risk to teach and throw away my then corporate salary. So, instead I climbed up the corporate ladder. Higher up upon that ladder I met my husband, married and gave birth to our son, this little handsome boy (pictured).
With my career came a great deal of full time responsibility, so did this little guy. I was pulled in both directions. I made a choice, took a hiatus to fulfill a 20 year dream. The miracle of my son, proved to me that I was capable of seeing my other dreams come true so after much thought, calls to 1,500 friends and a group called the "Path Moms"(www.capesco.com) I went for it. I got certification 200RYT from PURE YOGA.
Today I work full time, teach yoga and raise our child. It sounds like a lot and sometimes it feel like it is. Yoga always takes the lead. When frustration kicks in or the 'woe is me', I come back to my practice. I am at my best when I am present and in a full state of awareness. I am the most grateful and the most fulfilled when I connect with others on this plane. I am most excited when I enter a yoga class. This is MY choice. There are still struggles, for ALL OF US. With a yoga practice I am able to see them and not become them. Our struggles are part of our story. Our struggles are our teachers. For them, for yoga, for my husband and son, I am grateful.