10/04/2026
Iāve been reflecting on something I was taught early on in my yoga training - to always stay humble, and to acknowledge the teachers who came before you.
Because the truth isā¦ none of this is mine.
Iām simply a vessel for whatās been passed down, shared, experienced, and lived.
Every class I teach, every breath cue, every moment of stillnessā¦it all carries threads of the people who have shaped me along the way.
And Iāve been incredibly lucky with my teachers āØ
I began with Sandi Murphy at Nadi in Queenstown, my 200hr Vinyasa training š§āāļøā¦ which I still joke was about 10 years of therapy wrapped into 6 months š
Then came Renee Jessop, who introduced me to the magic of Yin, and really, to a whole new way of listening. Through her, my love for traditional Chinese medicine began to unfold.
Johannes Egberts took me deeper again, into the world of breathwork through Breathless Expeditions in Australia š¦šŗ That workā¦ it shifted something big in me (found him through a Wim Hof Expedition with Laura Warren from Live Wild - and Iām still so grateful that path crossed when it did)
Alongside that, I spent many hours with Yoga teacher Ashalea Meek in Twizel - quietly learning through her presence, her way of holding space, her style. Those moments mattered more than she probably knows š«¶š
And more recently, diving into classical Pilates with Marco Dingemans (and Lisa Taylor through Teach Pilates) - another layer of learning, refining, and understanding the body in a whole new way š«
Each of these people has shaped me. Not just in what I knowā¦ but in how I show up.
The little cues. The conversations. The energy in the room. The connections made along the way.
Itās all part of it.
So to anyone who comes to a class with me - youāre not just getting me.
Youāre getting the lineage of every teacher who has shared their wisdom, their time, and their energy with me.
And I hope I do that justice.
I am forever a student. Always learning.
And deeply, deeply grateful.
Much love and respect
Lisa šš
