Looking back, I realize movement has always been trying to lead me home.
Ten years ago, I won my first pole competition. I still remember standing on stage in tears because, for the first time, I allowed myself to believe that maybe I belonged there. Pole became my first great love.
But over time, something started to feel missing. After years of pole, I moved into aerial silks searching for deeper connection, more emotion, more meaning in movement. Later, I stepped even further away and dedicated myself to Traditional Chinese Medicine, believing I would find healing there.
Instead, I found myself disconnected.
There was a period of depression, insomnia, health struggles, and feeling lost in who I was becoming. I stopped moving completely and started believing I couldn’t trust my body anymore.
Eventually, I returned and opened my own pole studio. At that point, I had been away from pole for three years and didn’t even know if movement was still my path.
Then I found Gentle Method.
I decided to learn from someone whose movement had inspired me for years. At first, heels felt far outside of who I thought I was… but just like with pole years ago, I fell in love from the very first try.
Through Gentle Method, I began to enjoy being with myself again.
I learned to move gently, intentionally, and without force. I stopped trying to control movement and started allowing it to move through me.
And somewhere in that process, I fell in love with myself again.
Now I feel stronger. More stable. More connected to what I truly want to share with the world.
Even though my environment may not fully understand this style yet, I finally feel ready to show what my soul truly craves.