Life is a beautiful blend of learning to trust, and learning to let go.
My spiritual journey began over 17 years ago. I’m a yoga teacher, intuitive healer, death doula and poet.
I’m a lot of different things, and have worn a lot of different hats in this rich, beautiful life. The past few years, my life was tinged with deep loss, and learning to process an even deeper grief. We lost 3 of our dogs to cancer. They were part of our family’s everyday for nearly 19 years. Each of those pups was a teacher, and their death initiated me into the next part of my own journey as a death doula. Death and grief are things we will all experience on some level, and eventually we will all have a deeper intimate walk with the loss of our own lives. Yoga, and movement based practices have helped me process my own grief. Grief isn’t a linear. There aren’t simple steps for walking through it. Some days grief asks me to rest, others it asks me to work up a dynamic sweat.
One of the things I love about yoga, is that it doesn’t turn away from the spiritual aspects of movement work. Yoga is a deeper invitation to integration. It lets us process through breathing, moving, meditation, and presence. It can be energized or restorative. We can just sit and breath, or move to the rhythms of music. I like to think of yoga as poetry that we write with our bodies. It allows us be both strong and fragile.
I often tell my students that showing up is the hardest things we’ll do. This blog is my attempt to show up, to be a bit more presence in my life, and to help others where I can along the way. If you’d like to connect, reach out.