Yoga for me is much like my 20-year career in journalism: Both are about spreading light and shifting perspective. My influences are multidisciplinary, with an emphasis on movement, alignment and awareness. My classes are about cultivating space and ease in our hearts, minds and bodies so we can better breathe, love and create. My specialty is helping people feel comfortable in their bodies, by offering them the space to be curious and the skills to observe without judgment.
I teach Vinyasa, Hatha and Restorative yoga. I adore teaching beginners and people who (wrongly) think they can’t do yoga because they’re too old or too injured or too fat or too inflexible. I’ve taught yoga in corporate conference rooms, mirrored gyms with noisy music, community colleges, university student centers, yoga studios, soup kitchens, my home office and in gardens and apartment roof decks.
Off the mat, I’m a journalist and freelance writer. I’m completing a memoir about motherhood and its absence, told through the story of the North Dakota oil boom and my family’s mineral rights on land my great-grandmother homesteaded in the early 1900s.
In all aspects of my life, I am devoted to the yogic concept of Svadhyaya, of continuous learning and self-study and evolution.