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My sister is so beautiful.



My sister is so beautiful.


And she’s even more beautiful when she cries.


I know that is sad.. or wrong to write.


Her eyes glisten, her cheeks are red, and I can see vulnerability in her eyes.

I see that her soul in pain.

It’s heart breaking.


Someone was mean to her.


I don’t want her to cry.


I want her to know that it is not like this forever.

That she is so amazing, and smart, and beautiful and sweet.

That she is loved.

That she is cool.

That she is needed and wanted.

That she was waited for a long time by me. By us.


I want her to realize how strong and beautiful she is.

Inside and out.


and

that one day...

One day she will be changing the world with her soft and powerful heart.


with her kindness and understanding of others.


I love you sister.

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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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