After many years of competitions, theater performances, choreography and TV shows, I thought my path was clear. I am a dancer, and this is who I will always be! You know what they say, life will take drastic measures to keep you on the right track! So, after several injuries and inner chaotic debates, I decided that travel, which is also one of my many passions in life, would eventually heal me, help me put the pieces together and everything will fall into place. I packed up, traveled to the far east and landed in India which quickly became my ‘spiritual home’. Throughout my silent retreats, my meditation journeys and my never-ending wanderings, I stumbled into Ashtanga Yoga. It is kind of a prerequisite in India! I chose Ashtanga because it was a physical challenge, I didn’t care about the spiritual side of Yoga at the time, as I was desperately searching for something to fulfill the emptiness which ‘Dancing’ has left. After years of training, competitions, sparkly life and mirrored studios, it was hard to surrender to inner reflection. The month I spent locked up in a place that teaches you how to live with yourself first, without the support of your family and friends, and the comfort of the materialistic world, challenges you to live, love and respect yourself and hopefully survive!