This is me. Raw. Unfiltered. Unchanged. Just me.
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To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself.
— Thich Nhat Hanh
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I was not born flexible, and when I started yoga I couldn't even touch my toes! 

B I K R A M
I was pushed into a yoga class by my trainer at the time after a nasty knee injury from over training.
Pre-injury I was training pretty hard for marathons, I would run 10-15km each morning to start my day, 20km on weekends when I had a little more time on my hands. Psycho? I know - I look back at that now, and think no wonder I ended up with injuries. 
At that time in my life my 'workouts' needed to be hard + enduring, I needed to sweat, grunt and be pushed to my limits. 
Yoga? Pffft wasn't that the silly stretch class where you chanted and drank chai after. 
No thanks, not for me.
Or so I thought...
My first yoga experience came in the form of Bikram. For those unfamiliar with Bikram, that's the hot, heated yoga (38-44C to be precise). I'll be honest, I definitely HATED my first class, it stank, I felt like I was bordering on fainting, I was repeatedly told 'LOCK YOUR KNEE!' Everyone else around me were like pretzels twisting and contorting and then there was me, stiff + infelxible , determined and sweating in places I never even knew could sweat... hello top of feet sweat.  
Don't ask me why, but I went back. Maybe it was the idea of challenge that got me hooked. I soon came to love that stinky hot studio. Within 2 weeks of persistent class something in my knee had shifted and HALLELUJAH - I could run again! 
It must have been the yoga, and like hell was I going to give this up now. I made Bikram a part of my routine and soon my mat had become my sacred space. A place to release my fears, emotions and pent up anger. I learnt to love the reflection that I would have to stare at for 90mins straight in my Bikram class, (a dreaded part of class at first).
So much had shifted for me in + out - was I becoming a yogi? Surely not. I was just that girl who liked to run and hated to stretch - but I had found yoga and a new door had opened. 

B A L I
Fast forward 2 years of intense and dedicated Bikram practice, I landed in Bali. Not a Bikram studio in sight - cue anxiety and yoga fomo.
I was living in Ubud, the yoga capital of Bali. I did my research and found my new home, Radiantly Alive. I still remember walking into that shala for the first time, it was nestled in the back streets of Ubud and it was like a yoga studio in a tree house. The magic and the energy in that place was palpable.
'Welcome home!' said my mind, body + soul. I practiced day and night, day in, day out for about 8 months there before weirdly finding myself at their yoga teacher training. So much had happened in those eight months. My body, my soul, my state of mind had all shifted. I had a new understanding, a new perspective and a new appreciation for my life, and for the first time ever - myself.

Yoga had changed my life. Helped me overcome addictions, emotional disorders, negative self talk, social anxieties, feelings of 'not good enough' ... just to name a few of the things it did for me. 

So why did I chose to do a yoga teacher training? 
I NEVER ever thought that I was a yogi - I didn't think I was capable, smart, flexible, ...(insert other self judgement) enough. Long story short, a lot of weird things happened in the lead up to me signing up (I was a last minute sign up) the last straw was when I was sitting in a book store and a book fell off the shelf into my lap, and flapped open to reveal a page with a quote that was so ridiculously accurate to how I was feeling about it all that it must have been 'fate'. 
I went into that training with the ethos of: If I could impact one person's life, like my teacher's had done to me through yoga - then I would die a happy and content woman. 

The rest is history... 

Yoga is a science. The word yoga essentially means, 'that which brings you to reality'.
Literally, it means union. Union means it brings you to the ultimate reality, where individual manifestations of life are surface bubbles in the process of creation. Right now, a coconut tree and a mango tree have popped up from the same earth. From the same earth, the human body and so many creatures have popped up. It is all the same earth. It's complicated but so simple, yoga is the science of bringing you home to you, where all that good stuff is. It is a science that is thousands of years old and it still works, still heals, transforms + most of all inspires. 

I invite you to let me inspire you!

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If you practice yoga once a week, you will change your mind.
If you practice yoga 3-4 times a week, you will change your body.
If you practice everyday, you will change your life!