A teacher who is still, gladly, a student

It started, as these stories often do, with a body that finally said no.

A decade ago Aga was working long corporate hours, running on caffeine and willpower, treating her body as a vehicle that occasionally complained. When burnout arrived, a friend dragged her to a slow evening yoga class. She spent most of it impatient. But in the final resting pose, for the first time in years, she felt her own breath move — and cried without knowing why.

What followed was not a sudden transformation but a long apprenticeship: daily practice, teacher trainings, study trips, and — crucially — a deep dive into the science of the nervous system. There she found language for what the mat had shown her: that healing is physiological before it is philosophical, and that safety is the ground every other change grows from.

Today Aga teaches at that meeting point. Her classes braid mindful movement, breathwork, and nervous system education into something both rigorous and tender. Students come to stretch; they stay because they start sleeping better, reacting slower, and feeling — many for the first time in years — genuinely at home in their bodies.

When she is not teaching, you will find her hiking slowly, reading research papers with tea, or tending an unreasonable number of houseplants in the studio.