Aug 13, 2014
First off, your first glass of wine is complementary. Secondly, after yoga, the rooftop will transform into a party with live music from Run From Cover, photography and photobooth by Lightworks 360, and lots of vino!
And finally, have you practiced with Tim Sullivan?! Tim is, hands down, one of my favorite instructors in Seattle, and I’m thrilled to teach beside him.
Explore details and RSVP right here. First come, first serve. Come early to snag a spot on Purple’s rooftop (1225 4th Ave). Spots for yoga will fill quickly. If you can’t make the yoga, by all means come to our rooftop party! Be sure to bring: photo ID, yoga mat, towel, water, layers for the fun. Don't forget to RSVP!
Aug 7, 2014
My stomach was in knots all month. I had trouble sleeping because of tension in my shoulders and neck. I used coffee to wake me up, and wine to put me to sleep... Let’s just say that stress and I were so into each other.
And, on a Friday night, after teaching two classes, I was exhausted and already thinking about the three classes awaiting me in the morning. I went home, poured a drink and thought: man, I really need a break. I need a physical break, but I have no idea how I could ever afford that...
At 7:01 the next morning, I broke my wrist after crashing my bike.
I was going too fast, not thinking about the consequences, couldn’t stop, and just like that my career—dependent on my wrist—came to a screeching halt. No, I can’t afford this break, but I asked for it, and the universe delivered. I’m out for six to ten weeks. No yoga, no barre, no sweating. Just time to think.
I’m generally an optimistic person. I see opportunity for growth in virtually every struggle and hardship, and I recognize this positivity in myself now more than ever. But, some very real, scary questions are emerging.
Is my current trajectory sustainable or healthy? Who am I when my physicality and athletic expression are removed? Am I taking the time I truly need to invest in my long-term ambitions?
I don’t believe everything happens for a reason, but I do believe everything happens with a lesson. When circumstances force me outside of my comfort zone, I have two choices: to cling to the past, scared and hopeful that things will return as they once were, OR to lean in to the unexpected, previously uninvited insights of the present moment.
What, on the surface, looks like a setback is really just a catalyst to living each day with a deeper purpose and focused intention.
I don’t want to be who I was before the accident—the woman too stressed to enjoy her life, too busy to connect with friends and family, too overwhelmed to focus on learning and self-growth. I want to let that person pass away, even though I don’t know what that means. Something has to give.
Jul 9, 2014
Jun 26, 2014
Whoa, spring was quite the roller coaster!
Everything changed in my life—my job, my neighborhood, my daily commute, my relationships, my (perception of my) future.
And, I’m feeling exhausted. uncertain. inconsistent. exposed. My flaws are in full view for close friends and family to see, and I bet several people think I’m a little crazy right now. And, let’s be honest: I am a little crazy right now!
Yet, I’ve learned something here: it’s okay, 100% fine in fact, to have contradicting emotions—feelings of loss and fear—as I move toward what I want from my life. The path I seek is both scary and amazing, in equal potency.
My knee-jerk reaction is to deny what I’m feeling. I don’t want to feel vulnerable, flawed and ashamed, but I do feel this way. And, I know the consequences of denial. Like Jordan Gray said: “Every time you resist an emotion, it goes down to the basement to lift weights.” Damn right it does!
So, my practice is to be okay with feeling the not-so-sexy realities of right now: regret, nostalgia, and guilt visit me often. These emotions have an important origin—one I’m curious to explore—but nothing is broken, and nothing needs to be fixed. Instead of running away, I’m trying to move closer, to understand.
Life is a messy, seemingly incoherent path, and yet yoga reminds me that I can trust myself, even when my desires aren’t perfectly articulable. Moreover, yoga teaches that I am already everything I need; I will only find peace through recognition of my inherent wholeness. I am already whole. This is my practice.
I have a feeling that great things will emerge from this struggle—as soon as I can feel my feet beneath me. I have the support of an incredible team at Lululemon Athletica Pacific Place, an endlessly giving community at Flywheel Seattle, a brand new schedule now with Urban Yoga Spa, and several sweet projects hovering in my minds’ eye (I’m looking at you, Juicebox).
Thank you for your love, support and understanding in the meantime. Many friends have gone far out of their way for me recently, and I am sooo lucky for this. I simply can’t wait to give back—to be more of me for all of you. Namaste.