Today is the last day of my anatomy class and this is an image of my cervical spine. The reason why I began a yoga practice 15 years ago are many. One of them was due to severe pain in my neck. The memory of this pain goes to a time where I don’t even… Continue reading You Have a Good Head On Your Shoulders
I am so tired of having to think about what to post on Instagram I am uninspired I know there is so much ego involved, but I have to do it I am inspired I know my followers expect me to post at least two pics a day I am uninspired I wish I didn’t… Continue reading Dear Instagram Yogis, This One is For You
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Creepy.” The Daily Post WordPress Photo Challenge theme is “CREEPY”. This photo and what is represented in it is NOT creepy. The act itself is. Please continue reading. . . . . A passion of mine is travel and the learning of history through the means of… Continue reading Budapest Days: The Act Itself is Creepy
My morning meditation was interesting today. The thoughts were a culmination of things I’ve been reflecting upon this week, more consciously than ever. I was left with these words to express: Seeking stillness and anchoring oneself during the rockiest of times. . . I didn’t expand on that phrase and invite you to fill in… Continue reading How To Stay Anchored During Rocky Times
Many won’t believe this, but I absolutely despised being in front of a camera as an adolescent and well into my mid 20s. These years were filled with the struggles of being overweight. It started off as being chubby and cute, but I ended my first semester at university with a max weight of 240 pounds.
Mourn your loss. Embrace it. Don’t forget it. Love yourself and what you have lost. Said loss has likely taught you plenty.
Moving back home to LA has been an adjustment on various dimensions. I was lucky to land back in LA with a cushion and support by staying at my parent’s home for a few months. Of course, this space, which I was able to call mine and should have fit right in, no longer felt… Continue reading FlowMosa and Mid Century: The spaces we create, the places we go