Everyone has a story.

This is mine.

Discovering yoga

When I started practicing yoga, I did not know how burned out I was. I had spent more than twenty years doing human rights research and advocacy, often accompanied by an intense international travel schedule. I was in therapy and exercised regularly, but nothing I did connected my mind with my body. Nothing supported me in processing the stories of suffering that had settled in my bones or feel into the knowledge that even in do-gooder settings we don’t always prioritize treating each other well.

 
 

Yoga meets coaching

With yoga, as the years of accumulated pain loosened through breathing and movement, I felt something let go. With increased bodily awareness came increased attunement to the way in which I connect (or not) with others. This embodied knowledge was essential for me to prevent and counter stress of any kind. Learning to actually breathe — and to feel — has been one of the simplest, most transformative, lessons of my life. And when I found coaching to be equally beneficial - and working in much the same way as a process of continuous, deep, self-discovery - I knew the next direction I wanted to take my life in.

 
 

Breathing every day

Neither yoga nor coaching is a panacea to feelings of stress, misalignment, or discontent. For one thing, the conditions for feeling out of sync are often structural, and self-work cannot overcome oppressive, unfair, or misaligned structures. But breathing and moving consciously, and articulating for ourselves what really matters to us, can bring resilience, calm, and clarity to the tasks before us. That’s not nothing. That’s why I do this work.

But who am I REALLY?

I grew up in Denmark, but left at 21. I am on my third spouse and hope he’ll stick. I have an adult daughter, but I don’t want to admit it. I tend to my empty nest in Brooklyn, NY, and sometimes in Berlin, Germany. I spend a lot of time contemplating winter bathing on the tiny Danish island, Samsø, but only actually did it once.

I like to stare at the sea, flowers, and trees. I sail. I sew. I cook. I really (really) like coffee. I get upset with bad bread. If you know astrology, I am a typical Taurus. If you don’t know astrology, that means I am prone to holding on for slightly too long.

 

Looking for more?

Learn more about me in my blog, Musings