Sensory overload. To be a light in times of darkness. To be a positive presence in times of pain, fear, anger, frustration… To feel so deeply that all the pain in the world stabs your heart, but you can’t ignore it. You can’t block it out or turn it off. You have to feel it…. […]Read more "Sensory Overload"
I like words. Words seem to like me. But in this instance, finding a way to put the mess of words in my heart in a methodical way that would make sense is difficult. So. However these words come out…is how they’ll come out. I never really edit what I write because it takes […]Read more "And Here We Go"
Be here now. Can you have too many favorites? I don’t think so. This is one of my favorite practices. Because there is no where else to be than now. When you live in this moment. Right here. Right now. What else can be more amazing? Even if this moment is not picture perfect (no […]Read more "Woah."
I’m continuously asked, “So M’Le…What’s your favorite style of yoga to teach?” And I think about it. I truly think about it. And I try to answer the question. I start with the style that brought me to yoga. Vinyasa Flow. My baby. The bread and butter. There’s so much that can be […]Read more "Thank You"
Confidence. An unexpected outcome from the practice. Growing up, I always wanted strong self confidence… but I wasn’t really sure how. So. While figuring it out, I thought that physical change was how you loved yourself. I thought that if I molded myself to fit an image, then in turn, I would love myself. Because […]Read more "The Journey to Now"
Let’s real talk for a second. I know I second guess myself. I’ve done it all my life. Even in school. I wouldn’t raise my hand because I didn’t want to be wrong…and then someone would say what I was going to say and then they would get so much praise. And here recently, I […]Read more "Real Talk"
I thought the process was over. This exquisite metamorphosis. I thought once I emerged from the cocoon, that was the end. But then I learned…. The butterfly cannot automatically fly once it’s out of the cocoon. Their wings are still wet. They can only fly when their wings are dry. So there is a process […]Read more "And the Layers Fall"