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I feel like I’m forgetting something..





As I walk through the airport...

I feel like I keep forgetting something.


Is it my phone?

Could it be my wallet?

My bag?

Maybe it’s my jacket.

Maybe it’s myself.

Maybe it’s something I carry everyday.


If you asked, I could not tell you,

exactly what it was that I was forgetting.

I’m not sure.

But I’m sleepy.

And I feel like I’m forgetting something.



The Sutras say, that we can reach happiness from simply detaching ourselves from desire.


Desire of things.


of people, and feelings.


Maybe I’m finally learning to let go.

Maybe I’m not forgetting anything.

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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.

 

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