It's been a year since I completed my yoga teacher training. Over a year, really. I still refer to myself as a "baby yogi". It's pretty appropriate. Teaching isn't easy. You have to piece every class together, test them out, and make adjustments - constantly. I've spent hours perfecting the "perfect flow" only to have … Continue reading A Letter to Myself; this is the right choice.
Recently I learned about a therapy thing. It's called CBT. No, not CBD. Although that can be really useful, too. I'm talking cognitive behavior therapy. CBT is the idea that our thoughts, feelings, and behaviors are interactive and can effect each other. We have a thought - my friends love me. We … Continue reading Yoga in Therapy
Hi friends! If you're still out there, I know it's been a while. I've been exploring other avenues of my life, and writing quickly took (as seems to happen often) a back burner. Yet here I am again, as always. There is so much I want to talk about, it's honestly difficult to write anything … Continue reading Don’t Give up the Good Stuff
I have always loved sharing my thoughts. For most of my life I've been what some would call passionate, others maybe aggressive. In conversations I would vehemently stand for my opinions, steady in my thoughts, hands rapidly enunciating each point. I was small, but I was fierce. Now, I'm beginning to feel less fierce and … Continue reading The Overwhelming sense of Sharing
I'm 22 days late, but I want to share some life experiences with you all anyways. I've recently started a small project. I created an Instagram @yoga_explorations and I've started my own challenge on there. The real purpose for this was simple, I wanted something that held me accountable to this challenge I gave … Continue reading 30 Days of Ahimsa
Like fierce caterpillars my eyebrows crawl up my forehead where they lash out at the presence of ghosts, spirits, God, and angels. They produce exclamations of suspicion, even as I desperately try to open my mind. Sometimes I'm positive they're trying to keep my third eye closed for good. My mother loves Jesus. She'll inform … Continue reading From Scornful to Sacred
My practicum continues. Plugging away each week, bringing yoga to a couple of girls living in a residential home. They're crass, rebellious, and ruthlessly trying - but I honestly love them. That's the other reason I quit my job there two years ago. If you want to know about the first reason, I wrote about … Continue reading Yoga with Traumatized Teenage Girls part 2