Navigating through overwhelm

Welcome

Hello and welcome. If you’re new here, I’m so glad you’ve found this space. And if you’re returning—thank you. I deeply appreciate your presence.

I hope what you find here offers beauty, honesty, and some form of upliftment. That’s important to me. Just like I ask my yoga students to show up exactly as they are, I want to show up here in that same way—honest, present, and real.

Truthfully, it’s been a lot lately. I’ve been feeling overwhelmed and out of sorts, and I think it matters to name that. I’m writing this because I believe it’s important to share how we navigate the harder parts of life—emotionally, mentally, even spiritually. Physical challenges are often beyond our control, but they ripple through everything else, too.

What keeps me steady—when I’m not feeling steady—is the gift of spiritual practice, self-study, and creative expression. These things show up for me through painting, through drawing, through movement, and through the way I teach.

Sometimes the best I can do is surrender to where I am and how I feel. I don’t get to choose how long I’ll be in that space. But I’ve been here before, and I’ll move through it. And each time I do, I learn more about how to be with myself honestly, without losing momentum.

Even if I don’t have it all figured out, I can keep moving forward. That matters. Teaching, mentoring, and creating have shown me that even in these raw places, I can offer something to others—and that is a deep and unexpected gift.

My art lets me express what’s going on inside—layered, emotional, evolving. It’s hard to explain what any piece means, because there’s no single story. Just like there’s no one way to explain a human being. But the process itself—whether I’m drawing, writing, painting, or practicing—is a way of moving energy. It’s a way of healing. Sometimes it’s even magnificent, even when it doesn’t feel like it.

For me, creating and practicing yoga aren’t painful acts—they’re joyful. They offer a way to navigate the chaos of life with some kind of grace. Maybe that’s what I’m trying to remember and embody right now.

And I do believe the world needs that kind of energy—even if it doesn’t know it does.