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If you've ever looked at a restorative yoga class and thought, "That doesn't look very challenging." You're not alone. After all, you're surrounded by blankets. Bolsters cradle your body. The lights are dim. There are no handstands. No sweaty vinyasas. No impressive arm balances. From the outside, it looks like the easiest class in the studio. Until you try it. Because somewhere between the silence and the stillness, you discover something unexpected. You can't stop thinking.

Walk into almost any yoga class today and you'll likely leave feeling better than when you arrived. Your muscles are looser. Your mind is a little quieter. You probably worked up a sweat. You might even leave thinking, That was a great workout. And there's nothing wrong with that. Movement is medicine. But here's a question worth asking: Did you simply move your body... or did you practice yoga? They're not always the same thing. When Yoga Becomes Just Another Workout Over th

Yoga teacher training is not something you choose. It is something that chooses you. It begins as a whisper. A quiet knowing that there is something more waiting for you. You try to ignore it. You tell yourself the timing isn't right. That you're not ready. That someone else is more qualified, more confident, more capable. Yet the whisper remains. Because a calling does not disappear. It patiently waits for you to answer. Then the unraveling begins. The pa

There is a feeling that keeps calling me back to my mat. It is difficult to put into words, yet I know it every time I experience it. Some days it feels like joy. Other days it feels like peace. Sometimes it feels like strength. Sometimes it feels like surrender. But every single time, it feels like freedom. Freedom in my body. Freedom in my breath. Freedom in my mind. Freedom to simply be. Yoga reminds me that I don’t have to have it all figured out. Yoga reminds me that eve