Tender Paws Yoga Studio

I was lucky enough to be introduced to yoga at Kripalu Center in Massachusetts in the mid 80's thanks to my sister Elena. Yogi Amrit Desai, or then Gurudev, still made impromptu appearances for spontaneous darshan at 5:30 am. The invitation to allow and not wrestle with "what is" struck a chord deep in my heart that was so torn and tormented by self-loathing and despair. I am so grateful for my teachers--those that knowingly or unknowingly guided me home. I think I can honestly say that yoga saved my life. Although the process of unfolding was often excruciating, I knew then that this was my life's calling. Many years later, I see very clearly how my practice of art and my practice of yoga are not separate. I always felt it was my work in this world to hold dear what lives in the dark and give voice, expression, and tender care to the injured, denied, rejected, and broken aspects of life.