Believe me when I say I hate to complain. but today seems so easy to start. I have been stuck in a cross roads with my Love for YOGA & the need to contribute to my home. In Feb I had to close my very own studio doors, and since then I have been teaching at a bunch of different places; most being gyms. Don't get me wrong gyms are great for the average work-out styled person, but Yoga isn't awesome under neon humming lights. It's not the same without the smell of incenses blowing past your nose. Or hardwood floors, and calming colors on the wall. Buddha cheering you on & a plant somewhere... anywhere.

But I have been forced to teach, and then teach classes I have no passion for. But I do everything with 110%, even when I have no clue. I feel like I'm cheating on something I love & need so much. I know to hope for a way, is a sheer waste of time, but a heavy tear holds in my eyes every time I think about my studio, a real yoga space, a home for us all.

But this is the time when I need to practice Yoga in my daily life, and understand that we all do things because it's needed of us, and well I need to pay my mortgage. But Yoga, you & me will be together again... just us... no hip hop classes, or step, or subbing for another. I'll open my doors to real passion for yogis and smile when the smell of love fills the room.

I miss you!