I started practicing yoga in the mid ’90s. I’d been an athlete for most of my life and I could not have been less interested in what I thought would be a woo-woo, boring and unchallenging workout. I finally submitted and took my first class at Yogaworks in Santa Monica in 1992. I wish I could say I loved it. In fact I hated it so much that a part of me knew that I needed to explore this thing that evoked that much resistance and negativity. Within a few months I was hooked. I’d never been asked to be present with myself, my body and the self-imposed obstacles I’d created. During that time I was working a toxic job in Hollywood. Not only did yoga help me survive that abusive environment, it pushed me to leave it.
I took a Yogaworks teacher training course with founder Maty Ezraty, and in 1998 I got a job at the front desk and began teaching. In 2004 I moved to Manhattan to establish and build the Yogaworks studios and teacher training program from the ground up for the greater New York area. For 14 years I taught more than fifty 200-hour trainings all over the world. I have mentored hundreds of students, many of whom have become teachers themselves.
When Yogaworks shuttered its New York studios in April of 2020 due to Covid, I started teaching online classes and privates. I’m enjoying the challenge of this new format and I’m so grateful I can still work during this crisis. When it comes down to it, if it weren’t for yoga, I know with certainty that I would be dead, incarcerated or in a mental hospital. Yoga has seen me through many personal struggles and tragedies.