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