Embracing the power of movement, I discovered a pathway to channel my emotions through physical activities such as lifting, boxing, dancing, and notably, yoga. For years, I gravitated towards intense workouts, mistakenly equating physical exertion with emotional relief.

I existed in a world of extremes – extreme pain, extreme indulgence, extreme escapism – all while my heart remained shielded and my emotional wounds unaddressed. It took a decade of self-deception before I truly reconnected with my body.

Among all the physical activities, yoga was the one that resonated with my inner self the most. It was the practice I found myself returning to since its inception in my life in 2001. Over the years, yoga transformed into a sanctuary, a space where I could reconnect with myself on a profound level. Yoga taught me to observe my emotions without judgment and to sit with my pain without the urge to flee from it. It was in this space of acceptance and surrender that I found healing. I can now say I found emotional healing through yoga. 

Writing entered my life as an extension of talk therapy. My therapist introduced me to a simple yet powerful exercise: to explore a feeling and ask myself, “What is this about?”. I felt like a tightly sealed coconut, and the pen was the tool that was ready to crack me open. This practice, coupled with yoga, helped me understand how I could allow pain to flow through me, address it, let my tears cleanse me, and find solace in nature. My writing style has evolved to connecting movement with words thanks to the guidance of a good friend of mine, Molly R. Finotti, who hosts an intentional practice of capturing your emotions in journals after a short session of movement. After all our emotions live in our bodies.