Something that makes me sad — limited release Kombucha flavors from Wegmans that I can never find again.

Okay, that’s my random thought for this blog post.  But this pomegranate orange is delicious and I’m so sad I won’t be able to find it again.  Insert sad face emoji.  

Yoga today was dreamy.  Super hot and humid and sweaty but practically perfect in every other way.  No fallen triangles or flipped dogs (poses that plague my wrists) and a class full of familiar faces.  Wednesday’s classes are taught by my favorite teacher – I absolutely love her so deeply there aren’t adequate words.  All the teachers at the studio are excellent and the community is what keeps me afloat when I feel like I am drowning, but Sara is my yoga North Star.  She empowers and encourages and keeps everything so grounded and real.

I’ve always loved yoga – since the early days of Ryah in Conshohocken, but recently I’ve settled into the fact that yoga and Be & Breathe have given my life the shape that allows me to be the best version of me (always stumbling and falling but trying anyway … coming back again and again with an open heart and a mind that is so desperate to learn and question and push boundaries).  Yoga has become the foundation and the framework.

Everything else is the icing … yoga is the cake.

Xox, g