I’m a yoga philosophy teacher, mentor, and writer with more than three decades of immersion in contemplative traditions. My path began in monastic life, where I studied Sanskrit, chanted the source texts, and lived inside a community dedicated to spiritual practice and service. Those years gave me a deep respect for lineage, devotion, and the slow intelligence of daily practice.

But they also taught me something else:
women’s voices belong in philosophy.
And too often, we’re told otherwise.

After leaving monastic life, I dedicated myself to making the heart of yoga philosophy accessible to women practitioners and yoga teachers who have been quietly carrying the practice for years — but who’ve been made to feel outside the “official” conversation. My work centers the feminine, honors lived experience, and approaches the Yoga Sūtra and Gita as teachings meant for real life, not just scholarship.

I teach through a blend of:
• Sanskrit literacy & chanting
• Sāṃkhya and Yoga Sūtra study
• Gita interpretation through a feminine lens
• Embodied practice, meditation, and inquiry
• Dharma mapping and spiritual biography

My philosophy is simple:
Your life is a lineage. Your voice is part of the tradition.
You don’t need permission to step into authority — you need clarity, community, and a grounded place to study.

Today, I guide women and yoga teachers through courses, workshops, and mentorship that weave together wisdom, practice, and story. I believe philosophy becomes alive when it is read slowly, spoken aloud, reflected upon, and lived — not memorized or performed.

Whether you’re here to study the Yoga Sūtra, explore dharma mapping, or find more confidence and depth in your teaching, you are welcome in this shala.

Meet Kamala Rose

…on the banks of the Ganges at age four, holding my father’s hand.

My father was a Humanities professor, a Fulbright scholar, and the first person who showed me that wisdom wasn’t something you memorized — it was something you lived. He wrote his dissertation on the Upaniṣads long before I understood what they were, yet I felt the reverence in him.

A seed was planted that morning — one I wouldn’t recognize until much later.

Life took me elsewhere first. I worked in the LA music industry, searching for meaning without knowing that I had already been given the thread. At 23, I wandered into a yoga class at a California ashram and heard the Yoga Sūtra chanted for the first time. Something in me remembered. Everything shifted.

I didn’t just take a training. I stepped into monastic life for three decades — studying Sanskrit, chanting the texts, living the Gita with the kind of devotion only time and silence can offer.

Only years later did I understand:
my father had quietly opened this path for me.

“Wisdom is not memorized.
It is inherited, tended, and eventually offered back.”

This work — this shala — is my offering in return.

This is where it all started...