Digging in my backyard!

I have been doing weekly community yoga classes every Sunday. In the fast paced world of hustle and grind and end of year lock-ins, I really wanted something a little softer, a little slower, something that had nothing to do with anything other than myself. This was the birth of Savor Ya Self Sundays an hour of light stretches, flow and meditation.

For most of the year I am facilitating retreats, wellness workshops and cultural experiences. I love holding space. I love giving women time to just be, without any interruption, without the to-do list. Just show up and I take care the rest. I am also acutely aware of the energy exchange and am really mindful to make time for myself.

Rest can be elusive. Meaning you can think you are resting but your spirit is still active, the brain is still in planning mode. This is where I was mid year and although it was not necessarily a bad thing as things expand your mind wants to process, but I knew I needed to pause for real and just let energy flow into me. To give myself space and grace to grow. So I set off to my parents for my yearly visit to do that, tend to my own garden.

I am blessed to have both my parents still here, happy and healthy. As a nomad I do not have an apartment in the states anymore so my parents house as become my go to place to reconnect with them, restore and replenish myself.

The first month I really did just go from the bed to the kitchen lol. My mom loves to cook so she pulled out all my favorite foods so I was full on Mac and cheese, ribs, collard greens, turkey legs and banana pudding. During this time I also did a lot of just feeling. Feeling where I was at this moment. What did I love? What needed to be added or lost. Taking that time really helped give me clarity around some personal and business things. It ended a friendship that was lukewarm and added a whole new community Blackstack that has given me such inspiration and a beautifully creative space.

After feeling a little to full I knew it was time to get into action. Where to start? I started by digging in my own backyard. I started to remember who I was and the things I had previously done that brought me joy. I took collage classes, I joined a book club. I remembered old journals with unfinished ideas that needed watering. I found inspiration in my own self, by my own self, and committed to doing some excavating.

This work is ongoing but I can say it has been so therapeutic to revisit and remember. To feel new excitement around some of the seeds I planted. Like everything in life, its about timing and now is the time! I invite you to remember and reignite!

If you are interested in a softer, slower way to ease in to the rest of the year join me on Sundays 11am est.

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