Me... in my own words 

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A great friend of mine told me once that I was born an artist. And I feel that somehow we all are. Co-creators of our lives, discovering the plot of who we are. Artists in every corner, wherever life happens and whatever our occupation is. Being able to inspire and share ourselves with the universe, just as we are inspired by other beings from that essential, authentic, human space. Since is not only in the encounter with oneself that alchemy happens but also in the encounter with others. And in this co-creation, your bodily self is all that you have from birth until the last breathe you take ... so how are you going to inhabit it?

From a very young age I've been passionate, curious about the body, and its infinite ability to move. I've been always quite intellectual, and the only way I found to be able to channel tons of mental energy without suffocating me, was through physical activity. There was something magical about moving and connecting with my physical body that I didn't understand so consciously at the time. But then I understood... we don't have a body, but we ARE body.

My journey into the dance~movement began at the age of six studying jazz and ballet. And as I grew older into the adolescence phase, I became more interested in contemporary dance and acrobatics, disciplines that I alternated with tennis and swimming. And at the age of sixteen, existential questions such as 'what is this Universe'? 'What are we here for?' 'Why are we here?' were peeking strong. And thanks to those synchronicities in life, a book by Swami Prabhupada came to me and I devoured it in one summer. It was the first time that I heard about Yoga, and it really touched some core fibers within me. So I continued to deepen my readings about it, but it was not until three years later from that first approach to the subject, that I took my first yoga asana practice. 

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That same year a big health issue unleashed in me, and in the background spoke of deep anguish and lack of meaning among other issues. It was then, that my journey in the psychotherapy world began. The sessions helped... but without my dance~movement practice, there was something that was still missing. I finished school and studied Fine Arts for two years, but my eagerness to know myself and continue inquiring about this mysterious mind and the emotions field led me to study four years of Psychology in college. I was amazed by all the research and learning intellectually, but every year that passed, I wondered and asked my teachers, "And the body, when will the wisdom of the body be included in a therapeutic treatment?"