I am often asked how I started doing Yoga. I must say that I credit my Father. When I was about 5 years of age, I knew my Father was exercising in the early morning every day. He was very disciplined with it. Since he was exercising in the dining room and my bedroom was nearby, I could hear him, especially with his deep breathing practice. It was not long before I was asking questions about the exercises. Then I asked about exercising with him. I did all of the exercises he did, loving the mimicking of whatever he would do. He was so happy to show all of his routine. It felt good to my body. It was a way that I felt connected to myself and to him. My gratitude to him and to my practice today has never disminished.