your journey to you starts here.
Welcome to AxlYoga.
Whether you found this space through a friend, a late-night scroll, or sheer cosmic chaos, I’m glad you’re here.
Yoga can get really serious, really fast. This doesn’t have to be that.
For me, the practice has always been about showing up as you are, getting into your body, paying attention, and seeing what happens. Sometimes that means a sweaty flow or working on something you didn’t think your body could do. Sometimes it means slowing the fuck down. Sometimes you fall out of the pose, laugh, and try again.
I’ve spent more than a decade teaching movement in gyms, studios, festivals, retreats, and plenty of spaces in between. The biggest thing I’ve learned is that you don’t need to be good at yoga for yoga to be good for you.
If you’ve never practiced before, you’re welcome here. If it’s been three years since you touched your mat, welcome back. And if you’ve been practicing forever, there’s still plenty of room to get curious and shake things up.
You don’t need to be flexible, own expensive yoga pants, know Sanskrit, or have your shit together before you walk through the door. None of that is the point.
Come take a class, nerd out with me at a workshop, join me somewhere beautiful for a retreat, or poke around and see what speaks to you.
However you get here, come as you are.
There’s room for you.
My Yoga Journey
Yoga didn’t find me through incense, chanting, or some grand spiritual awakening.
I found it at the gym.
Somewhere between kettlebell sets, group fitness classes, and years of chasing strength, I realized I was craving something different. Something quieter and a little deeper.
The funny part is, I didn't even have a yoga practice before I signed up for teacher training. I just knew something needed to shift.
I was burnt out on performing and pretending I had my shit together. I had spent years learning how to push harder, move faster, and get stronger. Yoga started teaching me how to slow down and actually pay attention to what was happening underneath all of that.
Somewhere in the process, I started finding Axel.
Not some shinier, more enlightened version of myself. Just me. More honest, more present, and a little softer around the edges.
Over the years, this practice has introduced me to parts of myself I didn’t know were there. I’ve learned to loosen my grip, laugh at myself, let things be messy, and begin again when I inevitably lose the plot.
The practice ebbs and flows. So do I. But yoga has always been somewhere I can come back to when life gets loud or I get too far away from myself.
I grew up queer in the Midwest, in a world that didn’t always make a lot of room for softness, difference, or truth. Movement became a sanctuary for me, first through fitness and coaching and eventually through yoga.
What started as something physical became a way for me to actually be with myself. To breathe a little deeper, listen a little closer, and remember who the fuck I am when everything else gets noisy.
Yoga taught me that my body isn’t something I need to conquer, punish, perfect, or fix. It’s somewhere I get to live.
And after more than a decade of teaching movement, that idea is still at the center of everything I do.
AxlYoga is where movement and stillness get to coexist. I care about anatomy and how the body actually works, but I also care about the weird, beautiful, sometimes unexplainable shit that happens when we slow down enough to feel.
There are no perfect poses here and no expectation that you have yourself figured out. We’re practicing. Sometimes it’s profound. Sometimes we fall on our ass. Both count.
Do the work. Fix your shit. Live your life.
