When I started Yoga

Many people tend to ask, "when did you start Yoga?"

In many ways, food was the door I opened that led me to yoga.

I remember so vividly the first moment in my life where I took a split second to reflect on what I chose to put in my body. It was freshman year, in a class titled “Environment and Society.” My professor asked the class to raise a hand if you still ate meat. Out of the many, I was one of the few who raised her hand—after having just housed a cheeseburger in the dining hall.

Some important background: to be honest, I think my mom encouraged me to study environmental studies in college when I really wanted to study psychology—and thank god she did. But up until that point, I really wasn’t all that interested in the environment. I had no real clue what was “environmentally friendly” and what wasn’t.

So I learned very quickly that if I was going to study the environment, I had to rethink my choices. I’ve always been a firm believer in walking the talk—and in that moment, I felt guilt. Guilt that I wasn’t doing that. Guilt that I raised my hand like I didn’t care what the meat industry was doing to the land. Something shifted.

After that day, I started thinking about food.
What is it, really?

All my life I found comfort in the McDonald’s drive-thru after soccer practice, or in a very big bowl of Annie’s mac and cheese. And don’t even get me started on the Dino nuggets. Even up until college, I loved that stuff. I never, ever thought about the relationship between food and how it affected my body—and I definitely didn’t think about how it affected the environment.

But that day, I started to think.

And studying the environment at a liberal arts college in Vermont... needless to say, those moments of reflection—those invitations to examine my relationship to the natural world—didn’t stop there.

Freshman year went by. Then sophomore year.

And I started connecting the dots. The more I learned about the natural world, the more I realized that our bodies are the natural world. The more I cared about my physical health and wellbeing, the more connected I felt to the earth. It was all threading together seamlessly.

I started to love this stuff. Honestly, I got slightly obsessed (or passionate), as I tend to do. So much so that junior year, I decided to go to Australia to study sustainability. I quit the college soccer team and joined the school’s farm.

So, food. Just like the pancha maya model teaches us with the layers of our being, food was the first layer I started to nibble on.

But it got confusing. I was still so young, and I was honestly just trying to do the best I could with the resources I had. This was also before I started going to therapy—so for me, things were still very black and white. In my mind, you couldn’t be an environmentalist and still eat meat. That didn’t exist.

And the thing about beliefs, especially when paired with social media algorithms, is that they feed you exactly what you want to hear—something I hadn’t yet come to understand.

Through the phases of trying to understand food as a way to connect with and support both the natural world and my own body, I honestly lost myself for a while. I got angry at the world, resentful toward others, frustrated with myself. I didn’t feel good, and I wasn’t thinking clearly.

But I’m persistent—I don’t really give up.

My goal has always been to remember and honor my two homes: the earth, and my own body. And no matter what I was doing at the time, I always felt I was walking that path. That intention—my sankalpa, my vow, my heart’s deepest desire—is what has led me down this winding, criss-crossing, up-and-down path that is (and always has been) yoga.

Whether I knew it at the time or not, the day I raised my hand was the first day I practiced yoga.

 It was the first time in my conscious life that I paused, noticed, and became aware that within me was the power to move beyond the ego—beyond the senses and temporary pleasures—and choose alignment instead.

Far from perfect, with many mistakes made and many more to come, I have still been walking this path of yoga—of trying to feel whole, aligned, and connected with the source of spirit I feel within me. For me, that source is the natural world—the universe itself.

Ayurveda and Yoga Asana naturally came next. Because on a journey of self-awareness, they arrive exactly when they’re meant to. They’re the ancient texts of returning to yourself.

I share all of this to explain the deeper story behind Four Moons—which has been a journey of its own. I’ve played with how I wanted to express it, what I wanted it to “be about.” The business world told me I needed a niche, so I leaned into women’s health because I knew a lot about it. But a few weeks ago, the spirit in me—the part that doesn’t care about business—spoke loud and clear:

That didn’t feel aligned.

I remembered my sankalpa—the one I didn’t choose, but that chose me the day I raised my hand. To remember my two homes: the natural world and my own body.

That is Four Moons. It always has been, and always will be, about helping people gain self-awareness so they can feel connected to themselves.

I am not here to fix you.
I am not here to solve your problems.
I’m not offering a magic pill, a diet, or a quick solution.

I am here, simply, to be a mirror.
To hold space for you as you journey your own journey.



The body is a powerful vessel. It holds more than organs, blood, lymph, and tissue—it holds memories, wounds, delights, and spirit. In Ayurveda, we call the physical structure of things Kapha dosha—that which contains.

And so it’s through the body, as Trevor Hall would say, that we access these things.

It’s not by doing a bunch of sun salutations (though of course—there’s a time and a place for those lol). It’s through stillness. Through somatic, yin, and therapeutic yoga. It’s through daily sadhanas and Ayurvedic practices that we become more and more aware of what’s pulling us away from our spirit—which is love.

Just by following this account—or maybe one day working with me—my goal is to help you remember your two homes: the earth, and your body.

That will always, always be my sankalpa for Four Moons.