Ayahuasca: Climbing the Death Vine
It is through HER that I will enter the City of Light, three times during one ceremony. The shedding and acquiring of self through ritual death. Light from my very center will begin to break through the physical, mental and emotional layers. It will leave me barely standing, beautifully and irrevocably changed. I will not fear death.
Rising Through Fear In Headstand
The most profound moment of my yoga practice didn’t happen in a class I was taking, or teaching. It didn’t occur in India, or within the calm of a yoga studio.
Lessons From Grief
Grief is not our enemy.
Grief is simply love displaced.
The reminder that hope once lived here,
And rises still.