A lot of people start doing yoga for one of two main reasons: they are looking for a good workout or they are searching for a way to heal from emotional or mental pain.
That’s not my story. My yogic journey started when I was, maybe, 12 years of age. I was introduced to the practice at school — in the chapel of a Catholic school, no less. As a Buddhist, this holy place didn’t signify much for me. Nevertheless, even in that cold building, I found understanding in the unique spirituality of yoga, which I found to transcend religion.
I moved from Sydney, Aus. to Montreal, Que. in 2007. I continued to do yoga, but never built a regular practice. That all changed when a friend took me to my first Modo class. I experienced what some refer to as a “yogic high” — an ultimate feeling of calmness and serenity after spending 60 minutes sweating in a hot room. That’s where I found my practice.
Among other things, I am a 500-hour certified Modo Yoga teacher.
So here I am. Whole, or not. Namaste.
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