07/01/2026
Inspired by ’s invitation for yoga teachers who’ve been teaching for over a decade to share their first yoga photo shoot...
The first two photos are from 2009. The last one was taken just a few months later in 2010.
Every now and then, I wonder if it’s time to stop teaching.
Seventeen years is a long time to do anything. I’ve watched yoga evolve in beautiful ways, frustrating ways, and unexpected ways. But more than anything, I’ve watched this practice quietly shape me.
Looking back at these photos, I don’t just see a younger version of myself. I see someone who had no idea how much her life was about to change.
She couldn’t have imagined the confidence she would grow into, the resilience she would build, the peace she would learn, or the person she would become because she kept coming back to her mat.
I’m endlessly grateful for every teacher who took the time to share not just the poses, but the philosophy, the breath, the meditation, the stories, and the tiny shifts in perspective that slowly rewired the way I moved through the world.
Yoga didn’t just change my body. It changed my relationship with myself.
And while I occasionally wonder if it’s time to close this chapter, all I have to do is look at these photos to remember why I began.
I can say with complete certainty that I would not be who I am today without this practice.
And I fu***ng love who I’ve become.