This is my Padrino (Godfather). He once taught Transcendental Meditation in Puerto Rico and was our nature-loving hippie. My childhood summers were filled with his adventures—exploring oceans, waterfalls, and hidden gems in nature.

I remember visiting a cousin’s home in the mountains, once a pig farm turned into a coffee farm. There, he was building a glass house over a spring-fed water source flowing straight from the mountains.

His words still echo: “Write it down! You have 8 minds and they are all chattering.”
He was my very first introduction to Yoga, and I am forever grateful.