Yoga + Meditation + Movement

Finding Home Again For more than a decade, Hidden Dragon Yoga was my sanctuary. It wasn’t just a yoga studio—it was a home, a family, a place built from the ground up with sweat, love, and an unwavering belief in the power of community. We weren’t just practicing yoga; we were creating something bigger than ourselves. A space where people could heal, grow, and belong. Leaving that behind was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. But life, in all its mystery, has a way of nudging us toward new beginnings. And sometimes, those beginnings come when we feel the most lost. When I moved to Gunnison, I didn’t know what I was doing. I was grieving, untethered, unsure of where I fit in this valley. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that movement—literal and figurative—heals. So I did the only thing I knew to do. I reached out. I sent an email looking for a place to teach. I didn’t have a grand plan, just a deep knowing that I needed to do something that brought me joy. That I needed to move.  And that next step led me here—to Sanctuary.