I was born and raised in Transylvania, in a family belonging to the Székely minority, which meant I had been exposed to more languages than only my mother-tongue by the age of 6. Since my early childhood I had a quiet, yet deep feeling that there was more to life than meets the eye, more than what we experience in our waking ‘reality’. I felt drawn to the inexplicable, to magic, as probably most children are. I remember having a frequently recurring ‘nightmare’, or this is how I interpreted it back then. I used to wake up crying, feeling anxious and dreaded something seemingly irreversible, like losing my freedom forever or like being crushed by an endless pattern, the constant vibrational fabric of life manifesting. Being simultaneously too big to fathom and so infinitesimal that I would cease to exist. I must have been 4 or 5 years old. This dream continued till my adolescence and then became increasingly infrequent. Until a few years ago, I did not know what possible meaning all this could have, not until it returned during many of my meditation sessions, suddenly explaining itself without and beyond words. I understood it as an example of what karmic memories could be or memories from inbetween. It is no wonder that I have been attracted to the realm of dreams, to Yoga Nidra and the altered states of consciousness we naturally experience every night, albeit not always remember upon waking.

Here comes a long storytelling… But remember, this is just a story. The stories we create about ourselves and our lives are not who we are. This story is not who I am, and your story is not who you are. So just keep digging and breathe.

The longer version…

In 2002, I moved to Hungary, which turned out to be only one of many countries I have since called my home over the past 21 years. I spent close to a decade in Heidelberg, Germany, studying literature and linguistics with one year in between in London. Languages have been an essential part of my path since I can remember. It was in the second half of that decade, in Germany, that yoga first crossed my path. I signed up to a yoga studio in Darmstadt, for a month’s worth of yoga, which turned into a year. Needless to say, it changed my life. Although not in a way one would expect. I did not fast forward to enlightenment, but it did sow some seeds that have kept growing over the years. As so often happens in the West, the first aspect of yoga I started practicing was mainly Yogasana, or the physical aspect of yoga with some elements of Pranayama, Dharana - savasana being my favourite for a very long time! I think some of you will relate to this. :)

After moving to Barcelona, I restarted yoga in a wonderful studio in the centre of the city. Exploring Hatha and Kundalini Yoga along with Ashtanga Vinyasa brought a wonderfully unexpected array of experiences, ranging from aligning breath and movement, Kabalabathi , Bhastrika, to chanting mantras and breath awareness meditation. I could go on and on. It was after the Ashtanga Vinyasa and Kundalini kriya sessions that I first started experiencing the subtle energies that maintain and nourish the physical body. It was magic, although at the time I had very little to no idea what I was experiencing.

Around this time, I started realising that there was an interesting pattern in my life that kept recurring over and over. It puzzled me for years... interesting, challenging and well-paying jobs kept leaving me empty inside. Seemingly there was always something ‘missing’ for me to be happy. ‘If only...’ Something ‘more meaningful’, a feeling of ‘lack’ often manifesting itself as restlessness and recklessness, nervousness or anger that I kept covering up with distractions, escapism, or in other words with ‘doing’, instead of just being.

Only after 6 months of having moved to Paris, my position was made redundant, and with this decision, for which I am utterly grateful, a brand new door opened for me. I had the choice between taking another well-paying, challenging, but unfulfilling job that was not at all in alignment with my sense of inner purpose, and between a professional re-conversion that would allow me to learn anything. Anything. I did not need to reflect very long to decide to finally become a yoga teacher. This answer has been there all along. Even from before moving to Paris, I had, for a while, considered doing a teacher training, but back then events and circumstances never seemed to align.

Finally in November 2017, I embarked upon my first immersive yoga teacher training in Goa, Southern India. Apart from sowing more seeds, practicing with discipline, learning and reflecting with honesty, I connected to people like never before. I made friends with kindred souls. This experience became an important milestone in my life. After travelling for a few months in Asia and then returning to France, something remarkable happened that indeed made it very clear how much inner potential we all have. I had had psoriasis for 20 years, and suddenly after this journey it went away and never came back.

I also started teaching as well as continuing my yoga education. Yin Yoga woke up my interest because it is a fascinating fusion between Traditional Chinese Medicine and the ‘yogic’ tradition of India. I completed a 100 hour course in the Netherlands and started teaching it. To my surprise, at that time Yin Yoga seemed more popular than the more traditional types of yoga.

In 2018 I participated in another teacher training in Costa Rica. This course focused even more on the subtler aspects of human existence, on our inherent healing ability, on going inward and self-reflection. The harmony of the jungle, where the training took place, was indeed the perfect setting for meeting myself at interesting corners and sitting with myself while embracing what the then present moment had to offer.

In February 2019, I trained in Ayurveda at a Panchakarma Institute in Kerala, Southern India. Kerala has magic that I had not seen before. The air, the soil, and nature in its entirety is captivating and incomparable. This setting made the one-to-one training with doctors specialised in Ayurveda an unforgettable experience. On the same trip, I returned to Goa to dive into Yin Yoga again and to complement it with Yoga Nidra. As I mentioned above, dreams, the dream-state and altered states of consciousness have been of interest to me for a long time, so it felt only natural to start exploring the traditional Eastern take on this topic.

In 2023 I officially became an RYT-500 with focus on yoga from a therapeutic perspective incorporating TCM, Ayurveda and knowledge from Western science.

I teach both Yin (more meditative) and Yang oriented (more dynamic like Hatha yoga or flow) classes adapted to each participants’ needs. The classes are complemented with Yoga Nidra or relaxation, and Pranamya and/or meditation. Whether it is a yin or a yang class, there is an invitation to turn our awareness within and practise self-inquiry.

Wow to you if you read it till here. Thank you.