Life is a trip and my oh my am I living it fully!

Failing forward, one humbling step at a time. Breathing deep into my belly so I am feeling it all. I’ve lived through so many different seasons in life and they have all happened for me, not to me. That’s how I choose to look at it, anyway.

Life is ever changing and ever evolving. I’m just here having the human experience one day at a time and sometimes one breath at a time.

I found yoga about 8 years ago. I walked into a hot and sweaty yoga room in Folsom, CA. I was so out of shape, physically and emotionally. I was chasing feelings and friends and people’s opinions of me. I made my way through 60 excruciating minutes of breath and movement and I was hooked. I signed up for 30 days of yoga for $30 and I was there every single day.

Yoga helped me find me. I signed myself up for every training I could sign up for because that first class I was in…I felt something. I tapped into a side of myself that I had not seen in so long and I missed her. She was me, before all the lenses, before all the hurt, before I started protecting myself and seeking validation outside of myself.

I’ve meditated and practiced and studied every dark corner I could find in my soul. I am well versed on all my short comings, but more so than knowing them…I have come to love and accept them. For me yoga has been a returning and a remembering journey back to myself.

I am unapologetic, unique, direct, present and driven. It’s been an interesting journey committing to show up and teach on my best days and on my very worst days. I am so grateful for a space to continually, grow, learn and connect. Yoga is a gift and I’m so happy I was blessed enough to find it.