17/04/2026
A bit about Ross – the teacher (the boring but honest version)
First up: I’m not actually 110 years old. That’s just the big lie I tell people.
Yes, I’m a vegetarian. Yes, I’m married – and I still don’t know how my poor wife has put up with me for 45 years. Of all the people amazed by that fact, I’m at the top of the list.
I write a lot. I’m currently finishing a program on therapeutic socialisation, I have one and a half books written, I write songs, and I’ve got most of a stage musical script done with my granddaughter.
Why do I teach yoga? Honestly, I have no real idea. My teacher basically pushed me into the training. I didn’t want to do it, I didn’t have the time, and I definitely couldn’t afford it. I only passed my final exam by 2%.
Am I a good teacher? I don’t think so. Yet somehow I’m a Level 3 senior teacher. Go figure.
I came to proper literacy in my mid-30s and then fell in love with study. Turns out I’m not dumb – I’m just different. I have a very autodidactic, hyper-intellectual, pattern-seeking mind (with a dash of synesthesia thrown in). That seems to help me pull clarity and stability out of complex or abstract things.
What I want most is humility (which I still lack). Because of my early struggles with reading and education, I can be a bit prideful about the mental strength I’ve built.
I’m also an artist – mostly abstract painting that I lovingly call “scribble,” and I adore sculpting even though I’ve barely done any.
I love science, mythology, cultural evolution, psychology, philosophy, and bird calls.
In my early years I had my share of difficulties, made ridiculous mistakes, and I know what trauma feels like from the inside. Somehow, with enough love around me, I got through.
If you’re ever looking for a living example of enduring kindness and patience, look no further than my wife. She has my unending gratitude (at least until it’s my turn to scrub the bathroom again).
I share all this not because I think I’m special, but because I’m really not. If you’ve ever felt like you don’t quite fit, or you’re carrying your own stuff, or you worry you’re “not yogic enough” to show up to class… you’re welcome here. No perfection required.
Come as you are. I’ll do my best to offer some steadiness and clarity, and we’ll figure it out together.