






a flexible and strong body allows for a flexible and strong mind Throughout my life I had tried to ‘like’ yoga. My mother took yoga classes at the community center and we would follow Richard Hittlemans’s Yoga 28 Day Exercise Plan (I still have a copy on my bookshelf) but because she was crazy and it didn’t seem to be helping her it wasn’t incentive for me to explore it. I took a yoga class my first year of college. It was slow and I didn't get it. I continued to take a few classes, during lunch at work, or with friends when they invited me to their classes, but the heavy breathing, breaking wind and overpowering patchouli odor was painful and fueled my aversion. In my 20’s I discovered that cardiovascular activity and a healthy diet allowed me to manage my depression and anxiety without prescription drugs, so spare moments were dedicated to getting my heart rate up; kick boxing, aerobics, in line skating, running, anything to make me sweat, lift my endorphins and rid myself of my demons. At the same time, always, the universe was sending me signals, tugging at me, that yoga was the answer. If I had the discipline and patience to practice, yoga would give me peace of mind and allow me to age with grace and strength. But it was hard. I had no time. I had no real motivation. In 2015. I had a ski accident. Carried off the mountain. Emergency rooms. Doctors. Surgeons. Surgery, they harvested a hamstring to rebuild my ACL & PCL. It took months of physical therapy. I swam laps and rode a stationary bike. I would have dreams that I was running. That I could run. And I would wake up and still have a busted knee and be limping. I recovered. Sort of. I continued to limp, I couldn’t fully straighten my right leg and if I sat for any amount of time and stood up I would be stiff and sore, I had the grace of a very old woman. My hip flexor was in pain and both Achilles tendons were inflamed. I was a mess. In July of 2017, still being mostly stiff and sore, I noticed I was also irritated and anxious. I had a bad habit of checking my work email as soon as my feet hit the ground. Something needed to change. I needed to change. A new ritual was adopted, 10-15 minutes of yoga and only then could I check my email. I started by focusing on yoga positions that targeted my pain areas, the backs of my legs, Achilles tendons and hips, adho mukha svanasana for my Achille's tendons, urdhva dhanurasana helped to have the flexibility to put my heels on my glutes - this was a significant milestone after knee surgery and rajakapotasana to open and ease my hip pain. Within a month of short daily practice I had total mobility and was pain free. And, I was starting my days from an emotionally grounded place. I found myself doing more than 10-15 minutes of yoga a day wanting to improve and learn more. Since my work requires me to travel, yoga was something I could take with me and do on the road. I enjoy running but my work days are full and long and it isn’t safe running in the dark (early morning or evening) in an unknown city and I don’t love running indoors, on treadmills, in hotel gyms. Instead, I didn't even need a mat, I could just grab a hotel towel and practice yoga in my room or by the pool or on the beach. I was fortunate that if I was traveling to a destination and had to stay over a weekend I could organize 1.1 yoga sessions (India and Bali) or take classes (Tel Aviv and Taipei). I loved to see how different people taught. Different styles, different energy and this diversity allowed me to stay curious and want to learn more about yoga. I also loved talking to the yoga teachers, I would always ask, what brought you to yoga and more often than not it would be a beautiful story of being bed ridden or on death's door and that yoga saved them. I admired their humility, quiet strength and peace. I am fortunate to have an amazing yoga school - Scuola Anahata Yoga - very near my home. I was able to enroll and in between a crazy travel schedule, and thanks to a patient and loving maestra, I was able to complete my teacher certification in July of 2019. Much of my practice and teaching focuses on chakra awareness - when our energy channels are in balance, we are in balance. Today, thanks to yoga, depression is part of my past. I respond rather than react. I don't have a constant knot of fear and anxiety in my gut. And I don't wake up feeling overwhelmed and afraid. I am more at peace. I am proud of my journey. I am still learning. I still have so much to learn and I am grateful that yoga is a discipline, a lifelong learning journey, that will carry me into old age with grace and strength. Namaste, Leah Esther Yoga Alliance Instructor Milan, Italy ~ a collection of some of my, mostly outside, beloved practice places ~ |



























~ N A M A S T E ~ |





| Quarantine yoga at home with Babaloo & Figilily April 2020 |
| Como, Italy May 2020 |

| Desenzano, Lago di Garda, Italia 30-31 May, 2020 |





| Serole, Italia July 2020 |









| It's challenging to find your yoga edge without classes. But I don't love doing yoga inside and also in the time of covid August 2020 Serole, Italia |

| Tree pose in a tree Serole, Italia September 2020 |


