My story

It all began in Thailand

My journey with yoga began in Thailand, when I enrolled in a 200-hour yoga teacher training course at La Casa Shambala on Koh Phangan. I wanted to deepen my understanding of yoga and its benefits, not just for the body, but for the mind and our emotional wellbeing too. I had no idea how much that experience would change the way I saw yoga and, to some extent, life itself.

Every day brought opportunities to learn and challenge myself: hours of practice, studying philosophy and anatomy, exploring the connection between movement, breath and mind, and learning how to share yoga with others. Days spent in silence and ice baths took us out of our comfort zones, making us face our thoughts and the way we respond to challenges. Even the simplest gestures took on a new meaning: sitting on the floor, slowing down, noticing what we usually take for granted.

Yoga as a way of life

There I realised that yoga is not only what we do on the mat, but the way we choose to live. It teaches us to listen to ourselves, to breathe with awareness, to watch our thoughts without being carried away by them. You don't need to be flexible or able to do difficult poses. It's about feeling at home in your body, respecting its limits and accepting yourself, day by day. And this awareness doesn't stop when we roll up the mat: it stays with us in our relationships, in everyday choices and in moments of stress.

From my own path to the wish to teach

Teacher training was the beginning of a journey that inspired me to share yoga with others. In my classes, perfection isn't the goal. Everyone has their own body and their own pace. I want to create a welcoming space where you feel free to explore, breathe and listen to yourself. You don't have to change everything overnight: sometimes a more mindful breath is enough to begin.

From Italy to Tenerife

In Italy, I've taught private yoga classes and led workshops. I'm currently in Tenerife, teaching yoga and leading guided meditation sessions at Tree House Hostel in the south of the island.

Because yoga, as I've come to know and experience it, isn't a destination. It's an ongoing journey of small steps, discoveries and moments of being present.