head up.

Head up, heart open.

Feet rooted, strong legs.

The heartbeat, the healing, the home.

This body is our sacred home. It holds the answers, the solutions, the knowing.

As my friend Meggan Watterson says, “our body is our soul’s chance to be here.”

This body, this breath, these bones.

I lived for years at war with my body, my thoughts the artillery, my disgust for every imperfection, the ammunition. Years and years of the invisible battle raging on.

Yoga rescued me - battered and broken-down, I found the mat. The mat.

On the mat, through breath and movement, the peace talks began. That was over 20 years ago. Over these last 2 decades, alongside my team and students, the peace talk lead to a treatise anchored in love, devoted to listening.

Yoga rescues us over and over. Yoga rescued me so long ago and each day, each breath, each movement, it saves me.

Yoga is there for you too. To rescue you when you are weary, to save you when you are falling through a dark crack, to lift you up when you are heavy.

💛Tammy