I took my first Bikram yoga class in the fall of 2003.  I vividly remember walking out of class dazed, exhilarated, and not totally sure what had just happened over the last 90 minutes.  Back then the intro special was ten bucks for ten days of yoga; I went to class nine out of those ten days and only missed the tenth class because I showed up at the wrong time for one of those days.  Boy was I pissed I missed that class!  I realized from the very start that this practice was something I was desperately missing in my life.  Yoga created a sense of peace in my body and mind that up until that point I had not yet known.

After two years of practicing, I knew that I wanted to learn more about this transformational tool, so I went to Los Angeles for the fall 2005 training.  More than a decade later I am still contemplating the depth of experiential knowledge in these twenty-six postures.  I have come to the conclusion that these asanas are infinite and one can never truly master them.  Therefore I don’t really consider myself a yoga teacher; I know too little about the yoga.  I prefer to approach this practice as a student—a student in search of my inner teacher.  But that’s enough about me.  Just go take a yoga class and begin the journey; your inner guru is waiting to be discovered.