Yoga is my therapy, movement is my medicine, peace is my goal.

 

I experienced the loss of my father right before my first year of college. 

 

I was leaving home, moving to NYC to pursue an education and a career in art. At the same time, I was experiencing the death of a parent. 

 

I was caught between two feelings.

 

What was once the excitement and ecstasy of taking on the biggest adventure of my life was suddenly replaced with trauma, loneliness, and fear.

 

I needed to shut the world off for a minute. It was all going too fast...

 

I decided to start taking yoga to find some stillness, some clarity, a moment of quiet before leaving to New York that summer.

 

I didn't understand much of it then other than the silence that it brought my mind lead to some healing in my heart. Little did I know this practice would change my entire life.

 

I want you to know that healing is possible. Its a journey.

 

I hope that through my sharing of personal experiences with these rituals and practices, you are able to heal those wounds, and become stronger.

 

 

 

I see you. I hear you. I'm with you.