Om shanti shanti shanti

Yoga is where I found my healing, my strength, and my power. The process of healing is a profound one; sometimes, the healing hurts more than the initial wound itself. The scars left behind are a consistent reminder of everything we overcome and are currently overcoming. Personally, I didn’t see my scars, until they were all I could see. Each time I was labeled with a new diagnosis, the healthy and strong individual I saw in myself, crumbled. For a long time, I made the choice to “run away” from the negative experiences, the pain, the diagnosis, the abandonment, etc. Many years later, I can appreciate the outcomes of my choices for teaching me resilience. Simultaneously, I recognize those “run away” choices kept me stagnant. My 20s taught me so many things, but I am most grateful for what I learned about myself, and my place in this world. I understand now, this unique “life” experience is the Universe's gift to us. While embarking on a healing journey, our souls begin to indirectly create a beautiful space of familiarity; for others to feel safe to encounter, process, and release their trauma.

My yogi journey started when I was 23. I had recently left my abusive husband and was finally starting to regain my footing. I taught at a school in inner-city Denver. The school and the community rec center shared a wall. At this rec center, they offered free workout classes for teachers, one of them being Yoga. I decided to give it a shot and immediately I was hooked.

Fast forward to 25, I moved to Texas and continued my practice independently. After practicing for nearly two years, I decided to complete a training, with Core Power Yoga, to become a certified yoga teacher. 5 weeks into the 8-week training, the symptoms of my undiagnosed fibromyalgia won the battle, resulting in me dropping out of the program.

Now, I am turning 30 in October. I have made the necessary changes to regain my health and finish what I started. Am I terrified of failure? Yes. Am I going to let that stop me? Abso-fucking-lutely not. By completing this training, I am proving to myself, and maybe to others, the traumas we experienced do not determine our quality of life…WE DO. Our traumas do not define our worth…WE DO, and our traumas don’t define us…WE DO.

For the big 30 this year, I hope everyone will consider investing in this trauma-informed yoga teacher training program with me. Tuition is $2000 + room and board is $1700, so any little bit helps! I would love to share more information with you if you're interested in supporting me on this journey. If you’ve made it this far, I appreciate you more than you know. Thanks for caring and taking the time to read a little bit about my reason “why”.

Namaste: The Divine within me bows to the same Divine within you.