The Journey Within

For those struggling with religion in your yoga practice…or questioning your religious beliefs….

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I was raised Christian and had a hard time relating. I grew up around “fanatics”: those who condemned others for believing anything different than what they believed. I also grew up around the “holier than thou” group who would say terrible things about other people and then use scripture to excuse their behavior. I also had a hard time identifying with how masculine the bible is taught among Christian churches and found the “Shaktiman & Shakti” extremely relatable. I truly believe to be a well balanced being you need equal parts masculine and feminine.

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This book, The Journey Within by Radhanath Swami, has been extremely eye opening in the greater sense that all religion (for the most part) has one central being who is called by many names and different avatars.

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Get your copy here: The Journey Within by Radhanath Swami

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A mosaic

A Mosaic

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Your body is a mosaic: some are more colorful and creative than others, whether it’s natural or intentional. Sit with yourself in front of the mirror completely naked. Take in every square inch of yourself. Find your beauty; the places you love ❤️ both obvious and hidden. Find your worth; not by what is reflected back at you but by the dialog that is talking in your head while gazing in the mirror. Make a vow to not hide; own your body inside and out and SHINE. You may feel like an alien, a freak show, the outcast…. but that is NOT so. You are a rare gem, glorious in your unique exquisiteness and a splendor to behold. Enduring the heartache of ridicule from others and self is a journey to building strength, compassion and acceptance. FIND your people, your tribe, your posse…. the ones who have a similar history and bond. Rise up together, stronger, braver and radiate so dazzlingly that others who hide may find you and begin their own voyage into seeing their worth, accepting their imperfections as perfectly imperfect and thriving. .

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Own your body

Own your body

own your body

Three years ago this photo was taken. From the outside I don’t look much different: still red, still shapely, still smiling. The inside? Oh the inside. I was whining on the inside, telling myself how worthless I was: as a wife, as a mother, stuck in a soul sucking office job and feeling like a lard in that dress.

What’s changed? After these photographs I quit whining and picked my crying body up off the floor and made the choice to get up and DO instead of sitting to stew. I went back to yoga after quitting bc I wasn’t seeing what I wanted to see on my own timeline and I admitted that what I was doing instead of yoga… was way worse.

Three years later, I am teaching yoga classes in my hometown twice a week. I feel more secure in my role as a wife and mother, giving myself grace for the times I fall short and trying again tomorrow. I’ve lived through the experiences of everything I ever held near and dear to me, completely crashing down like Jenga. But in that crash & burn, I’ve learned how to pick up the pieces and discern what is a solid foundational piece for my life and what is not. Critical thinking. Changing perspectives. Effective communication with those when they are open and ready for it. Knowing when to stay silent instead of perpetuating a negative situation.

Life is wild sometimes but my focus remains the same:

I will empower women. Of all ages. That self love is real and attainable to them. That being called strong and radiant is the greatest compliment they could ever receive. That they have confidence by the truckloads inside their being. That they have the power to facilitate change and make a difference. But most of all? That they are the creator of joy felt in their life and being emotional of any type is perfectly acceptable and nothing to apologize off.

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Self conscious

When do you remember feeling self conscious for the first time?

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7th grade; this period of my life was marked by needing glasses and that wasn’t the worst of it. My dad was living in Nashville, about 14 hours from me, and I wasn’t going to get to see him for a longer chunk of time than usual. I already had the countdown on my whiteboard made…so when he pulled out the driveway leaving me in a puddle of tears, I knew the long haul I was in for.

I spent all night crying with my heart crushed into a million pieces. I may have got 2 hours of sleep if I was lucky. Wet matted hair, red and puffy eyes…I don’t know why my mom sent me to school that day. HOT MESS EXPRESS, CHOO CHOO!! Allll aboard!! 😫🙈

I remember returning from lunch and the entire 7th grade was in the stairwell making our way back to class. One boy said something loud that made me laugh. I laughed a little too loud because he stopped on the stairs backing up the foot traffic, swirled on his foot and pointed directly at me: 👉🏻 “Youuuu…are UGLY!!!”

Shoulders slumped, bottom lip bit and quivering…I wanted to melt into the floor and vanish. I had always been a shy child who did not like being called on in class. If I got to know you I would crawl out of my hole where I was hiding and let myself shine. I hated this kid’s guts for the longest time, for humiliating me in front of the entire 7th grade. I honestly don’t even know if anyone noticed. I never asked anyone. Maybe if I pretend it never happened or shove it in the recesses of my mind…everyone else would forget too.

How many of us share a similar story?
Why is society so cruel?
What can you do to protect your own daughter?

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Be your own person

Be your own person

be your own person

“Be your own person… No matter what. Being a chameleon shows a very strong lack of dignity and makes it hard for people to respect you and take you seriously. Be brave enough to be the only one making noise in a quiet room. Be strong enough to be the only color against a society of grayscale. Be humble enough to be loyal. Be real enough to be okay just being. If you have to TRY to be something, then it’s not you. Figure yourself out, shamelessly, and let others do the same.” – S.C.

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