New Years brings with it a fresh start and a clean slate. Towards the end of the year, I hung on to resentment towards people in my life and made the decision to let all of that go. Here’s the tale of being a stubborn Pisces and how the wisdom of the meditation practice in yoga helped me find forgiveness in others and with myself. Namaste, Kay.
It was settled. I was headed to Nicaragua for a week to teach yoga, swing in a hammock, surf, play and be caught up in the magic ooeey-ness of wanderlust as I explored a new country. Life had other plans for me. Instead, I️ was caught up in a whirlwind of confusion. I️ was your… Continue reading A Yogi goes to GREECE
For many yogi's in the world, Bali is a destination their dying to get their downward dog in. About a year and a half ago, something drew me to Bali that's hard to explain to someone when they asked why I wanted to go so badly. I just had to go, it was that simple.… Continue reading Yoga in Bali: Tips & Tricks from a Travel Yogi
The last three weeks of my life are the best three weeks I've ever lived. I won't lie, it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows and truth be told it can't always be that way. Otherwise you wouldn't appreciate all the good in your life. Regardless, I make the choice to be happy and grateful. Visiting… Continue reading Confessions of a GRATEFUL YOGI: Bali Edition
If you're as broke as I am but you love travel, you might want to set your belongings down and read this. My ticket ended up being a present from my fiance but that doesn't mean I didn't save prior to that. In fact, I was saving for a whole year before he gifted the… Continue reading Bali’in on a Budget
When you're best friend works for the Hilton and gets half off at their hotels you have to take advantage. Months ago, my friend Maria Meyer made me swear I would take work off to celebrate her birthday. Naturally, I forgot to do that and had to scramble at the last minute to switch shifts,… Continue reading Miami in 36 hours or less
I woke up this morning feeling numb. Yesterday I felt content but everyday is different for me. The only similarity with every morning is the sheer exhaustion. It doesn't matter if I sleep for 9 hours or 4 hours the exhaustion is just the same. I had a migraine for three days strait but thankfully… Continue reading Confessions of a Miscarrying Yogi Pt.2
Namaste Kay 