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The truth is, I like exercise where you get to lie down at the end.
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I’m also an actor and first discovered a deep connection with my body through drama movement classes. I, who had failed athletically at school and could hardly catch a ball, could happily walk as if I were wading through treacle. I realised that the imagination is my way to body intimacy. While training, I was drawn to yoga and soon came across very special teachers who invited me to further discover the poetry of the body. Somehow a lyrical instruction could change everything. When Sianna Sherman asked me to spread my wings, I found more length and ease. When Leila Sadeghee asked me to lift my leg from the kidney, it floated up. What strange magic was this?
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That’s a question I still ask myself. I love the awe of realising that we can transform ourselves with a thought or a movement or a desire and how entwined those things can be.
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I have a curious and excited mind and I’m someone who needs to remember I am a body too. Yoga has given me a relationship with myself that is pretty spectacular. I delight in the way my toes fan out, my mind clears and my heart blasts open. Fancy that?
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