Feel Your Feels

Let’s be real-

My life is not all downdogs and inspirational posts.

Although I love my time on my mat,

and my time with my journal is sacred,

I want to pause today to share that sometimes reality is this-

crying on the bathroom floor.

It was actually my own mental health struggles that brought me to my yoga mat.

As a teen I was diagnosed with anxiety + depression,
I did a lot of things to numb these feelings,
I spent years running from myself and my feelings,
and I struggled like crazy to love myself.

When I was about 16 I went to my first yoga class with my mom + I sobbed in Savasana.
It was the first time I felt surrender + safe in my body.
I still remember Dawn, our yoga instructor, it’s been 13 years and I can still recall the quote she read to us that brought me to a puddle.

It took another year for one of my school teachers and a therapist to both start teaching me mindfulness techniques for things to start to click. And it wasn’t until recently, and I mean very recently, that I dedicated myself to yoga off of the mat that I saw a difference.

Yoga and mindfulness have given me the gifts
💟to be self aware enough to know when I need to slow down,
💟to reach out to someone when I’m lonely,
💟to ask for help when I need it,
💟and above all, to let myself be as I am without judging myself for my feelings.

You guys,
I love HARD
which means cry HARD.
I’m comfortable with my tears and most people who know me well enough will tell you I cry freely at movies, concerts, yoga classes, sometimes even around dinner tables.

And I’m finally okay with that.
I still see a therapist
And I work with a spiritual healer
Along with calling upon my tribe for help.

It’s okay to struggle.
It’s okay to be sad.
I’m a positive person who cries.
I’m a mindfulness teacher who works with their own struggles everyday.
It’s okay to be where you are.
But you don’t have to go it alone.

You’re a god damn Warrior 💟
And I love you.