When I was 24 I was living the life of most 'twenty-somthings'.
I worked as a server while attending the University of Victoria and saved any extra to finance my ever-increasing travel bug.
I was fun-loving, adventurous, and also slightly self sabotaging in my 'party girl' ways.
Sometimes when I look back at that girl, I wish I could tell her how lucky she was, to enjoy it while it lasts, or warn her what was about to come.
Sometimes she feels like a totally different person. But, I know that she's a part of me.
That was the year that everything changed...
On Christmas Eve, my thirty-one year old boyfriend was diagnosed with Liver Cancer.
That January, I dropped out of school to become his primary caregiver (along with his beautiful mother).
After six months of doctors, hospitals, surgeries, and alternative therapies, he lost his battle...
I felt like I lost mine.
That was the same year that my mom (who growing up was the text-book definition of 'soccer-mom') was thrown into a Costa Rican jail for overstaying her visa and having an expired passport. The reason why?
My super-mom had become so severely addicted to alcohol and crack-cocaine that things like visas and passports didn't matter to her.
That year, I traveled to Costa Rica two times in a desperate attempt that there was something that I could do. She was later deported.
A few months after she returned home, she drowned -it was most likely a suicide.
My grief was overwhelming.
I felt like I was sinking and I knew in my heart that if I was going to get through this, I had to swim. Hard.
So, having done late-night research on every type of alternative therapy imaginable in hopes of saving my boyfriend's life,
I started using what I learned to save my own.
I found that I resonated most with those therapies that had a basis in 'whole-person wellness' and those therapists who were the most down-to-earth. Basically, I fell in love with more Eastern therapies taught in a way that I could understand them given my Western world-view.
I returned to the University of Victoria and finished my Bachelor's of Education. I even taught for a year at the BC International School in Cairo, Egypt. It was there (way out of my usual routine) that I finally had to courage to act upon my secret dream to become a Yoga teacher.
I wanted to teach what was in my heart.
I enrolled in my first Yoga teacher training as soon as I returned home.
That was almost 10 years ago and since then I've taken several more advanced trainings including Yoga as Therapy and a three month stint at Shri Kali Ashram in India.
My intention is always self-love first. And, how I can use what I learn to support my clients in the grieving process a very close second.
To witness my clients re-connect with their true-self is of my greatest joys.
I truly believe that if I can do it, so can you.
And, I can show you how...