There was a time in my life where I had everything I asked for and through the ways in which yoga changed me, I craved more. Yoga to me can be described accurately by comparing it’s layers to those polish dolls, the egg shaped dolls that go on for eternity. Each doll got smaller but was equally important to the bigger picture, this is how yoga continued to shed the layers for me. Starting out loud with a heavy energy attached and ending with delicate sheer layers barely covering my exposed self. Yoga has this effect on a lot of people, it’s not a thing you walk away from without feeling lighter, brighter and more in tune with your dharma. During the time I had “everything”, I still craved more. More passion from a partner, more inspiration in my career and to feel more through the ways in which I shared my art with the world. With deep conviction I moved alone on a whim, to Denver from Cleveland. I could feel the many reasons in which I was pushed to move but the main one was a deepened sense of trust, that I had been playing small out of fear.
