lifting & loving others is the ultimate belief system

Nearly one year ago, my life changed. I entered my second yoga teacher training and started my first studio teaching job. It’s hard for me to put into words all the learnings, growth, challenges, and unexpected gifts from the past two years in the yoga world.

There were many moments where I questioned my place in the teaching world. Sometimes learning things about this world that made my heart drop. Stories and un-truths crept in filled self-doubt, thoughts of inadequacy, and I often felt like quitting before I even started. 

There are people in your life that will gift you in the most unexpected ways. Sometimes those people will push you away. Some will give you tools. Some will offer an ear or advise you. Some will say no. And through all this - the polite no, the not right now, the kindness of an ear will allow you to go off in your way and find your tribe. One year ago, I found my tribe.

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It was never mine to keep. Checking myself everyday.

It was never mine to keep.

I'm a teacher, photographer, artist, writer, soul activist, I am here to give.
Some people will be inspired to give to give. And will inspire others to give to give. Some people will take to take.

For me, I have to let go of the art itself. I have to let go of my attachment to holding on to the things that are not mine to keep. By sharing, I give wholly, giving to give. This is the purpose. This is our purpose.

I give my words because they are meant to tell a story outside of myself. When they're re-used and said, that is connection with others. I give my photos because they are meant to show a story outside of myself. When they're seen and shared, that is connection with others.

I used to be so attached to holding onto pieces of me, I would watermark my photos, ask for credit, and police my art as a part of the process. I thought holding on to ownership was a part of the art itself. I realized that it was my ego desperate for recognition and ownership, it needed to be seen. A name tag, if you will. It needed something I couldn't give. And I began to recognize a shift, a purpose in sharing myself. To give away.

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