Yoga Teacher Training pt. 4

I'm currently in my villa in Bali writing to you from my queen sized bed in white sheets. To my right are full glass windows where I can see birds of paradise trees, fallen plumerias (the kind of flowers they have all over Hawaii) and my own private pool. This is a vision I have … Continue reading Yoga Teacher Training pt. 4

Yoga Teacher Training in India pt. 1

I feel there has been so much that has happened the last 5 days that I don't even know what to begin with, but here is an update on my Yoga Teacher Training so far. INTERNATIONAL SISTERS There are 19 women and one man also attending the training. I had no idea who was going … Continue reading Yoga Teacher Training in India pt. 1

Landing in India and Learning what it means to TRUST

aaah where do I even begin. I last left you at the airport in Kiev, Ukraine as I was about to make my last leg to India. I was feeling a mixture of anxiety, homesickness, "what am I getting myself into" and wanting to turn around and go back home to anything familiar and comfortable. … Continue reading Landing in India and Learning what it means to TRUST

thoughts on brave – the journey to India begins

I’m currently on a plane flying from JFK to Kiev, Ukraine and onward to New Delhi, India. Before I turned off my phone for the next 30 hours, I got a bunch of messages and texts from loved ones saying things like “safe travels” to “have fun” to “I’m so inspired by your bravery” Bravery. … Continue reading thoughts on brave – the journey to India begins

Food Guide to New London, CT

It goes without saying, that I love food. One of my favorite things to do when traveling or exploring a new place is finding the best and cutest restaurants and eating all the yummy food. I've been wanting to do a little food guide for my hometown since I've had the pleasure of wining and … Continue reading Food Guide to New London, CT

city of apples – a poem

my friends live in a cluster in the city of lights or is that Paris they're in the city of apples you know which one i'm 3 hours north living my quiet domestic life by the seaside nestled in the theater forest with the foghorns and homemade ice creams and living in a Victorian mansion … Continue reading city of apples – a poem

cultivate – a poem

I walk out of yoga full of breath and space between my ligaments. The smell of incense and motherly love from massage tables hangs on my T-shirt and I repeat my affirmation from savasana I am safe I am held I am whole I am loved I have to keep reminding myself. Outside the seagulls … Continue reading cultivate – a poem