My Journey to Yoga
A story of healing, discovery, and sharing the transformative power of practice.
I have always loved people—talking with them, listening to them, caring for them. I am sensitive, romantic, and was raised by the ocean, the place where I still draw most of my inspiration. Nature has always been my anchor, the space where I feel most grounded and connected to myself.
Unlike some children who always knew what they wanted to be, I was enchanted by too many things to choose just one. After high school, I studied Microbiology and worked in labs and clinical trials, surrounded by precision and science. Yet something inside me felt empty. Later, I enrolled in Illustration and Graphic Design, stepping into a world of creativity and expression that contrasted beautifully with the scientific one I knew so well.
Still, I wasn’t in love — with my life, my job, or the person I was becoming. At 25, I bought a one-way ticket to Brazil. I had no plan, only a longing: to leave behind everything familiar so I could finally listen to myself.
What was meant to be a short escape became five years of wandering the world. It wasn’t a break from my life — it was life itself, lived differently. I crossed Latin America by bus, lived on a tiny island with a Mexican family who became my family, learned to surf in Peru, rode a motorcycle in Nicaragua, camped in deserts and on wild beaches, worked in the Swedish mountains, road-tripped across Australia, and cried with countless sunrises and sunsets on five continents.
I gathered homes and families across the world. I carried with me stories, faces, and hearts — but most of all, I discovered myself. I learned to listen deeply, to reclaim my voice, and to meet the woman I was and the woman I wanted to be. Somewhere along this path of opening and unfolding, I found yoga — or perhaps yoga found me.
Living with severe scoliosis, I first turned to yoga as a way to heal my body. I felt its gifts immediately: strength, mobility, and the power to manage my own crises without depending on others. In 2007, while living in Mexico, I completed my 200-hour Vinyasa Yoga Teacher Training (Yoga Alliance certified). Since then, I have completed more than 500 hours of study and have been teaching for over eight years — first as I continued to travel the world, and later back in Portugal, where I built my own yoga path and business.
Teaching yoga has been one of the greatest blessings of my life. I believe yoga is for everyone. You do not need to be a certain kind of person or have a certain kind of body. All you need is a body and a breath — that is enough to begin. In my classes, I offer tools so each student can explore themselves — body, breath, and mind — in their own way.
For me, yoga is not just practice, it is a way of living. Day after day, practice after practice, it teaches me patience, forgiveness, self-love, and the courage to be vulnerable. I still have doubts, I still have bad days, but yoga has taught me to hold my dramas with less weight, to move through them instead of being consumed by them. It has become my safe space, where I can play, explore, laugh, cry, and express even my silliest self. Don’t expect me to take myself too seriously.
My intention is to create a space where you can begin your own journey inward: to feel your body, notice your breath, embrace silence, and connect to your own beauty and uniqueness.
The tools I share are not only for the mat — they are for life. One day, they weave naturally into how you live, how you love, how you move in the world. And that is where true yoga begins.
