🌿 A Body in Motion: Growing Into the Teacher I’m Becoming

As I transition from being a yoga student to stepping into the role of a yoga teacher, I’m realizing just how much learning still lies ahead. Our instructors told us this would happen that once we crossed the threshold into teaching, we’d feel proud and prepared, yet simultaneously aware of how infinite this practice truly is. They encouraged us to remain curious, to explore different branches of yoga, and to trust that the right teachings would find us when we were ready.

And now, standing here at the beginning of this new chapter, I feel exactly that: humbled, inspired, open, and ready to keep learning.

🌸 From Sedentary to Active: My Path Into Movement

For many years, I lived a mostly sedentary lifestyle. I felt stiff, achy, prematurely aged, and disconnected from my own body. That old phrase: “A body in motion stays in motion” became painfully clear once I realized the opposite was also true.

Barre was my first doorway back into movement.
Beautifully paradoxical, barre is gentle and tough, strengthening and softening, intense yet nourishing. It challenged me enough to grow but not enough to injure, and it gave me the foundation I desperately needed.

Yoga arrived soon after, filling in all the empty spaces breath, mobility, alignment, grounding, peace, presence. Yoga connected my mind and body in a way nothing else ever had. It taught me how to listen. To feel. To slow down. To return home to myself.

🥋 How Yoga Led Me Into Muay Thai & Jiu Jitsu

What I didn’t expect was how much yoga would prepare me for other movement disciplines especially martial arts.

After years of barre and yoga, I began training in Muay Thai and later Jiu Jitsu.
Both demand intense mind–body awareness.
Both require calm in chaos.
Both confront your ego immediately and without apology.

In martial arts, there is no hiding.
If you’re not fast enough, it shows.
If you’re not strong enough mentally or physically it shows.
If your ego is running the show, it shows even faster.

I love that about martial arts.
There’s no room for bullshit.
No pretending.
No posturing.
You are what you are in that moment and that truth is liberating.

Yoga is similar in its own quiet way.
We show up on the mat for many reasons healing, strength, mobility, clarity, peace but ultimately, we are left with ourselves. The mat reflects what we bring to it. Every time.

If you show up with presence and honesty, you grow.
If you show up stuck in ego or distraction, you feel it immediately.

Yoga and martial arts are different paths that lead you to the same place:
your truth.

🔥 Continuing the Journey: 300-Hour Training Begins

This weekend, I begin my 300-hour yoga training, a deeper dive, a broader expansion, another layer of learning. This time, I feel mentally grounded and spiritually spacious, ready to absorb, explore, and grow.

I’m also applying for yoga teaching positions and brainstorming ways to bring yoga into my community, whether through classes, mobility workshops, martial arts cross-training, or simply holding space for connection.

The possibilities feel exciting, aligned, and abundant.

🌿 Rethinking Community & How We Show Up

For most of my life, I identified as an extrovert, someone who loves being around people. But as I grow, I’m understanding myself more clearly:

I’m energized by quality, not quantity.
Some people fill my cup.
Some drain it.
Some challenge me in good ways.
Some don’t align with my energy at all.

The quality of a community matters deeply.
And equally important is how I show up within it.

I’m learning to notice when I’m not my best self — when I contract, when I get guarded, when old patterns resurface. Instead of blaming the energy around me, I’m choosing to take responsibility for my own presence. To show up intentionally.

With love.
With gratitude.
With divinity.
With the awareness that every interaction is an exchange.

✨ Practicing Yoga Off the Mat

This is the real yoga — not the poses, not the perfect breath, but the way we respond to the world around us.

Can you send love to someone without saying a word?
Can you offer grace to someone having a hard moment?
Can you remember the times you weren’t your best self — and someone made space for you anyway?

Sometimes the most powerful yoga is choosing to remain soft when the world invites hardness.
Sometimes the highest form of wisdom is choosing silence over being “right.”
Sometimes the greatest grace is the grace we offer ourselves.

When we practice this, our communities grow deeper, fuller, more human, and more healing.

🌞 Final Reflection: Becoming the Teacher & Student I Am

I’m still learning.
I’m still growing.
I’m still becoming.

Yoga has woven together every part of my life — barre, movement, martial arts, motherhood, community, and the daily practice of presence. It’s teaching me to move with intention, to pay attention, to soften my ego, to stay grounded, and to show up with love — no matter the setting.

As I step deeper into teaching and into my 300-hour training, I’m holding this truth close:

The real transformation happens when yoga leaves the mat and enters the rest of our lives.

And I’m ready for all the becoming still ahead.

🌿 Becoming: Reflections on Graduating Yoga Teacher Training

I did it: I graduated from Yoga Teacher Training.
Even writing those words feels surreal. What began as a leap of faith, a curiosity, a calling deep in my chest, has become one of the most transformative experiences of my life.

Our graduation ceremony was beyond anything I imagined. Thoughtful, warm, intimate. Our instructors put their whole hearts into creating a space where we felt seen, supported, and celebrated. There was tenderness in the room, the kind that only forms when a group has moved through something meaningful together.

Teaching our final classes to one another was emotional enough, but nothing prepared me for the moment we each sat in front of the group and listened to what everyone loved most about us. To receive praise, encouragement, and genuine reflection from people who witnessed your growth week after week is overwhelming in the most beautiful way.

There is something sacred about being told who you are in the eyes of others and letting it land.

🌸 The Bittersweetness of Endings

Graduation brought a strange blend of relief and sadness.
On one hand:
I finally get my weekends back precious time with my family, quiet mornings, slow Sundays.

On the other hand:
I already miss the community I spent every weekend with.
It truly felt like gaining another family, a spiritual one. People who breathed, learned, struggled, softened, and grew right alongside me.

We’ll stay connected, I know that.
But nothing will quite replicate this season the long days, shared vulnerability, collective breakthroughs, and the deep knowing that we were all changing together.

As I get older, I’ve become better at recognizing special moments while I’m in them. When I was younger, I assumed good times were endless. Only in hindsight did I realize how precious some seasons truly were.

This time, I knew.
I felt the magic as it was happening.
Presence allowed me to savor it fully and that is a gift yoga gave me.

🌞 The Beginning of Something New

Now that I’m officially a certified yoga teacher, I’ve started applying for jobs and exploring the many pathways that exist in the yoga world. There are so many directions to go studio teaching, private sessions, workshops, retreats, online content, trauma-informed yoga, mobility work, meditation… the path is wide, and that openness is exciting.

I trust I will find my direction.
I trust the right opportunities will meet me.
I trust me, something I couldn’t have said with the same confidence before this journey began.

Talking with some of my fellow graduates this week, we all share similar feelings:
A gentle sadness for the ending of a beautiful chapter,
and a bright, buzzing excitement for whatever comes next.

Both feelings can exist together.
Both are true.
And both are signs of a life lived with a full heart.

🍁 A Thanksgiving of Deep Gratitude

This week is Thanksgiving, and there is so much to be grateful for but this year, yoga sits at the top of my gratitude list.

Yoga has given me:

• Presence

• Patience

• Self-awareness

• Embodiment

• A calmer nervous system

• A more open heart

• A deeper understanding of myself

Being more present and more grateful has made my life infinitely more rewarding. It has made the simple feel sacred. It has made the ordinary feel like a blessing.

I’m not just grateful for yoga, I’m grateful for who I’m becoming because of yoga.

And I’m grateful to be genuinely excited about the future.

✨ Final Reflection

This was more than a training.
It was a rebirth.

It taught me not only how to teach yoga,
but how to live it
how to breathe through discomfort,
how to recognize the sacred in the present moment,
and how to trust the unfolding path ahead.

Here’s to endings, beginnings, the spaces in between, and the beautiful unknown that awaits.
I am ready.
And I am grateful.

🌿 Stepping Into My Feminine Energy: A Season of Healing, Balance, and Becoming

For the first time in a very long time, I’m realizing just how disconnected I’ve felt from my whole, true self. The version of me who once pushed through anything the relentless go-getter, the woman who handled everything because she had no choice feels tired in a way that goes far deeper than physical exhaustion.

Something in me is shifting.
Something softer.
Something wiser.
Something deeply feminine.

And along with that shift comes the question:
Is it safe to fully step into my feminine energy now?
To release the constant hyper-vigilance?
To rest?
To receive?
To trust?

My answer is complicated, as it always is for mothers.

🌸 The Weight of Protection

My first instinct, the one that will always rule my body, is the protection and safety of my children. Their wellbeing, their emotional world, their freedom to just be kids is the pulse that guides nearly everything in my life. I want them to enter adulthood from a place of stability and opportunity, not survival and repair like I did.

Watching my eldest son struggle has reopened parts of me that were once raw. It reminds me why I burned the candle at both ends for years. Why I lived on fumes. Why I showed up in an overdeveloped masculine energy decisive, protective, doing, fixing because I had to. Because survival demanded it. Because chaos was familiar.

My nervous system learned to live in overdrive.

But slowly… gently… with better choices, healthier relationships, and a decade of self-work, something in me is finally exhaling.

🌿 A Slow Shift Into a New Season

I feel myself entering a new season of life, one where I want to be present enough to fully experience my days, not just survive them.

This is a monumental change from the rat race I lived for so long. The constant grind. The automatic overwhelm. The perpetual bracing for “what next?”

It reminds me of clean eating.
The more consistently disciplined you become, the more obvious the unhealthy habits become the things you once tolerated without noticing.

Self-work operates the same way. It’s uncomfortable. Brutal at times. You must be radically honest with yourself. And yes, there are moments where you almost miss the “ignorant, fuck-it-all” version of yourself who didn’t overthink every decision…

But then you remember the pain that came with that life.
The chaos.
The consequences.
And the long climb you made to rise out of that version of yourself.

You don’t miss the mess once you know the peace.

🌙 Postpartum, Perimenopause, and the Mystery of the Body

These days, my external life looks the same, but my internal world shifts constantly. My energy fluctuates wildly postpartum hormones, perimenopause, disrupted sleep, intuitive cycles… all of it is shaping me in real time.

Instead of fighting it, I’m learning to listen.
To honor the ebb.
To follow the flow.
To trust my intuition more.

There is so much to learn about being in a woman’s body, especially one that has endured trauma, birth, resilience, reinvention, and healing.

🔥🪵 Discovering My Doshas: Fire & Earth

Recently in YTT, we explored the doshas and the elemental energies of Ayurveda. This lit something up inside me.

I realized I am deeply connected to fire and earth:

• Fire in my drive, passion, intensity, and strength.

• Earth in my grounding, steadiness, love of nature, and need for stability.

I’ve always felt most of myself outdoors, especially in spring and fall.
The extremes heat and cold drain me.
It makes sense now. Too much fire burns me out. Too much earth makes me stagnant.

Balance is everything.
And balance is always changing.

Life is a constant recalibration, a daily re-centering as things are added, taken away, or transformed.

🌞 YTT: A Mirror, A Catalyst, A Healing

Yoga Teacher Training has become one of the most profound experiences of my life.
Not because it’s teaching me how to teach yoga…
but because it’s teaching me how to live yoga.

The self-reflection, the vulnerability, the philosophy, the embodiment everything is working together to shift me.
To soften me.
To strengthen me in new ways.
To reacquaint me with the woman I am becoming.

And the most exciting part?
I can feel that I’m only at the beginning.
This is just the first layer, the first doorway, the first breath of a completely new chapter.

✨ Final Reflection: Becoming Whole, Again

I am learning that stepping into my feminine energy isn’t about weakness it’s about trust.
It’s about reclaiming softness without sacrificing strength.
It’s about allowing life to be lived, not just survived.
It’s about healing the nervous system that once lived in fear and teaching it that safety can exist in stillness, not just in action.

This is a season of rediscovery, balance, and profound becoming.
And I am grateful deeply, humbly grateful to be here, learning, healing, and finally feeling whole again.

🪷 The Closing Circle: Lessons from My Yoga Teacher Training Journey

🌸 The Buzz of Transition

There’s been a certain buzz in the air lately an undercurrent of both excitement and nervous anticipation within our YTT group. With only two weekends left in our training, we can all feel the shift. We’re no longer just students learning the structure of yoga; we’re beginning to step into the role of teachers, each preparing to lead our first 60-minute sequence of our own creation.

It’s thrilling and intimidating all at once. There’s comfort in the safety of the group, in the shared vulnerability of learning together. But stepping out on our own, guiding others, and finding our own teaching voice, that’s where the real growth begins.

I believe in us. Maybe I’m biased, but this group is truly something special an eclectic, beautiful collection of souls, each with their own journey and story. Watching everyone evolve over the course of this training has been incredibly inspiring.

🌿 The Power of Timing

So many of us have realized through this process that we entered YTT at exactly the time we needed it, even if we didn’t understand why when we signed up. That’s the quiet magic of life it often reveals its purpose only in hindsight.

There’s something sacred about reflecting on where you’ve been and recognizing that everything unfolded just as it needed to. Still, I’ve been reminding myself not to live only in hindsight. To be present as life is happening, not just reflective once it’s passed.

This YTT experience has been one of those rare, vivid moments I want to feel fully as it unfolds. I already know I’ll miss it the weekends filled with long hours, learning, and laughter. The shared vulnerability. The energy of being in a space where everyone is striving to become a more mindful version of themselves.

It’s a privilege to study something you love, to grow both inwardly and outwardly, and to have the tools at hand to transform your life.

🧘‍♀️ Lessons Across Generations

At 44, I’ve loved being part of a group that spans generations. Most of my fellow trainees are in their 20s, and it’s been beautiful to see how perspective shifts with age.

In my 20s, everything felt so permanent every decision, every heartbreak, every misstep. I see that same intensity in some of my younger peers, and it reminds me how much grace time brings. Now, I understand how fleeting things truly are. Life changes, people change, and we evolve constantly.

It’s been meaningful to offer encouragement and perspective where I can, but also to learn from their enthusiasm and openness. The exchange of energy between generations feels like its own kind of yoga, a union of wisdom and wonder.

🌞 Presence as a Daily Practice

If there’s one lesson this experience has grounded into me, it’s the power of presence and gratitude. Both are daily disciplines. It’s not about waiting for life to slow down it’s about creating stillness within it.

Every moment offers us the chance to return to our breath, our body, and our awareness. The more I practice this, the more I feel alive. Presence turns ordinary days into meaningful ones. Gratitude turns challenge into growth. Together, they make life far more worth living.

✨ Final Reflection

As our YTT journey nears its close, I find myself in awe of how much we’ve all changed. We entered this program hoping to learn how to teach yoga, but we’ve also learned how to live it.

Growth doesn’t always feel comfortable, but it’s always worth it. And just as we are learning to guide others into presence, we are also learning to trust ourselves to stand steady, breathe deeply, and flow forward into the next chapter.

🌏 Each Day, A Chance to Renew: Healing Ourselves to Heal the Whole

Each day offers us a quiet invitation: to renew, refocus, and grow just a little. It may not feel grand or groundbreaking, but it’s in those small, intentional shifts that real transformation begins.

In our culture, it’s easy to forget this. We live with abundance and choice, yet we often forget how rare that is. Much of the world lives without the luxury to sit in stillness and ponder the meaning of their lives. We, however, have the privilege and the responsibility to use our awareness for good.

🪷 The Patterns That Shape Us

As my yoga practice deepens, especially into subtler layers of the self, I’ve come to see that we are all living patterns of habits of thought, emotion, and behavior woven together over time. Each time we peel back a layer, we find another beneath it, more intricate and revealing.

This process is not unlike untangling a thread only to discover it’s part of a vast tapestry. Our individual patterns intertwine with those of our families, communities, nations, and ultimately, all of humankind. The truth is simple yet vast: we are all connected. Like individual cells within one living organism, our wellness or neglect ripples through the collective body of humanity.

🌿 The Pulse of Universal Consciousness

When I step back and look at the collective energy of the world right now, I feel turbulence, anxiety, unrest, disconnection. It’s as if the universal consciousness itself is unwell, overwhelmed by noise and imbalance.

Yet when I sit one-on-one with another person, when I share a conversation, a yoga class, or a moment of honest connection, that global heaviness feels far away. The truth is that the world isn’t healed by sweeping gestures. It’s healed in small, intentional exchanges one human heart recognizing another.

If we wish to heal the whole, we must start with the small. We must nurture ourselves, our families, and our communities. Only then can the energy expand outward just like concentric ripples in still water.

🌸 The Challenge of Our Time

Social media, though powerful, often amplifies our overwhelm. It invites us to witness the suffering of the entire planet all at once, something our nervous systems were never designed to bear. We scroll through pain, injustice, and chaos, and somewhere deep within, we begin to lose faith in humanity.

But if our children are to inherit hope, we must remember what they already know instinctively: that life is meant to be seen through wonder. They approach the world with curiosity, with open hearts, and without the thick veil of cynicism that adulthood tends to bring.

🌞 Returning to Innocence

Perhaps the most radical act we can take right now is to reclaim that childlike lens to see the world not through fear or fatigue, but through awe. When we choose to believe in possibility again, we soften the hardened places in ourselves and, in doing so, soften the energy of the collective.

Healing begins when we remember our wholeness. When we nurture the individual pattern our own, we begin to harmonize the greater tapestry.

✨ Final Reflection

We are threads in the same divine weave.
Our self-work is not selfish, it is sacred. Each time we renew, refocus, and grow, we send out subtle vibrations that strengthen the whole.

So let us start where we are:
With ourselves.
With our small circles.
With our communities.

As we heal inward, we raise the vibration outward—toward a more awakened, compassionate, and harmonious universal consciousness.

🌿 Boundaries, Energy, and the Beauty of Slow-Blooming Connections

There’s something special about the people we meet when we least expect it—those gentle moments where the universe seems to say, “You’re ready.”

Recently, I met a woman outside my yoga class. She was standing near the entrance wearing the most fabulous pair of pink glittered Birkenstock-style sandals. As someone who naturally gravitates toward neutrals—black, white, grey, maybe the occasional earthy tone—I admired her vibrant choice. Without thinking too much about it, I said hello and complimented her shoes. That small moment of openness unfolded into an hour of beautiful conversation, connection, and reflection that stayed with me long after class ended.

🌸 Learning to Stay Open, But Protected

As I’ve grown older & hopefully wiser, I’ve learned that openness is not the same thing as vulnerability without boundaries. I used to leap into friendships with both feet—excited, trusting, and ready to connect deeply before really taking the time to understand who I was inviting into my life. My heart has always wanted to love and be loved, but that sometimes meant overlooking red flags or mismatched values in the name of connection.

It took many joyful experiences, some painful; to teach me that I could remain open-hearted while still honoring my peace. The same way yoga teaches us to breathe through discomfort without pushing beyond our edge, I’ve learned that boundaries don’t block connection; they protect the energy that sustains it.

🌿 The Gift of Taking Your Time

This new friendship reminded me that meaningful relationships take time to root. Much like dating, you don’t get married after the first encounter (hopefully!). You enjoy each phase for what it is. You learn each other’s rhythms. You see how someone shows up—when it’s easy, and when it’s not.

I used to rush through that process, afraid that slowing down might make me miss out. But I’ve come to appreciate that the right people never require rushing. They’ll meet you at your pace. Like plants that grow slowly but strongly, relationships built on authenticity and shared energy last longer than those born of urgency.

When I met this woman outside class, I didn’t know she was a nurse-turned-holistic-healer or that she’d later offer to help me with social media for ZenFull Wellness. I was simply being present, curious, and kind. And that’s what made it magical.

🌞 Energy Speaks Louder Than Words

One of the most beautiful lessons yoga has given me is that energy doesn’t lie. When you walk into a room, you can feel whether it’s safe or tense, inviting or closed off. The same goes for people.

My new friend carried this grounded, “no-BS” energy; open but centered. The kind of presence that says, I’ve lived, I’ve learned, and I’m still growing. I found myself drawn to that vibration because it mirrors where I’m trying to live now: open, but intentional.

During our intention setting in class, I silently thanked the universe for this connection. It felt like a small affirmation that my new approach to friendship; slow, mindful, heart-led was working.

🌻 Friendship as a Reflection of Growth

There was a time in my life when I constantly attracted people who drained my energy. Now, I see that they were mirrors for the boundaries I hadn’t yet learned to hold. When we evolve, our relationships evolve with us. We stop chasing connection and begin allowing it.

That’s the beauty of slow-blooming friendships; they’re not built on instant gratification but on mutual curiosity, honesty, and shared purpose. They remind us that the most fulfilling connections are those that unfold naturally, without expectation.

✨ A Final Thought

Saying hello that day was a reminder that openness doesn’t have to mean exposure. It means standing in your truth, grounded in your worth, and letting life introduce you to the right people when your energy is ready.

Whether it’s in yoga, business, or everyday life, the lesson remains: protect your energy, stay open to the unexpected, and trust the timing of your connections.

Sometimes the most beautiful friendships are the ones that take their time to bloom.

Monkey Mind and Grace in Practice 🪞

Reflective journal — YTT week ___

We were assigned the homework of observing three yoga classes over the next month, in addition to our current requirement of taking two one-hour yoga flow classes per week throughout YTT.

Immediately, I feel my monkey brain—what I call my lesser-evolved, old thought patterns when they arise/kick in. My perfectionism and OCD tendencies start running amok, and I have a moment of internal panic.

“Oh no, how the hell am I going to fit that into my already strained routine?!”

I already had to ask for an exception: one in-person class per week and one permitted to be taken online since my significant other works out of town Monday through Friday.

Pretty quickly, though, I acknowledge that my survival mind is just trying to protect me from a perceived harmful future threat to my peace. I pause, notice the thought, and let it pass. I remind myself that I am safe and that things always have a way of working out.

Then I remember: my SO is now going to be off on Mondays and may soon not be traveling as much. There is plenty of time in my week to manage what needs to be managed. And I calm.

Why Meditation Matters

This moment reminds me why my meditation practice is so vital. It allows me to observe my thoughts and release the ones that do not serve me.

Without this discipline, I know I would have continued to spiral—worry, fear, and overwhelm taking the driver’s seat. That mental storm would have followed me home, where I’d struggle to be fully present with my family. My stress might have leaked into small moments, leading to emotional dumping, guilt, and eventually, instability in connection.

This is how unobserved thoughts ripple through our lives and into the people we love most.

I’m grateful for my continued growth—and my willingness to keep growing. Reflection allows me to see how far I’ve come, and that in itself is a gift.

Becoming the Observer

Yesterday, I attended a yoga flow class strictly for the purpose of observation and note-taking for the first time. It was surprisingly challenging to sit still and not join in the physical practice (the teacher even kindly invited me to move if I wanted).

But I wanted to challenge myself to just observe—to sit in stillness and learn.

I was humbled by the teacher’s ability to connect so naturally with her students, encouraging them to listen deeply to their own bodies. She was clear, concise, and kind. Her language struck me in particular phrases like:

• “See if you can...”

• “Maybe today you...”

• “Make it yours.”

• and my favorite, “Wherever you are, be okay.”

In those words, I recognized the kind of yoga teacher I aspire to be. She wasn’t performing; she was guiding. There was no ego, no pretense—just presence and purpose.

Each student responded to that energy, flowing at their own pace and honoring their own needs. Watching that was profound.

Now, as I prepare for my next two class observations, I feel eager and inspired—curious about what else I’ll discover and how I’ll continue to grow on this journey called yoga.

✨ Closing Reflection:

Every time I pause long enough to observe my mind, I remember that awareness itself is progress. Growth doesn’t always come through effort—it often comes through grace.

The Unexpected Openness of YTT 🌸

One of the most surprising aspects of YTT has been the openness of the group—almost immediately. I suppose it makes sense when you’re surrounded by yogis who are each trying to dig deeper into their practice, and therefore, themselves.

Still, I’m pleasantly surprised by how this beautifully diverse group of all ages, genders, and backgrounds came together so quickly, each of us in our own season of transition. Many of us aren’t currently working or have just moved to Austin, and somehow that shared space of uncertainty has made room for something genuine—connection without pretense.

The next prominent distinction is the respect for one another’s individual journey. It’s deeply refreshing to be a part of. There are so many distractions today that would lead you to believe we live in a divided society. Yet here we are—about twenty random adults—offering one another mutual respect and simply, the ability to be.

The discussions and journaling portions require a lot of introspection and openness. Being more extroverted, I find the conversations incredibly stimulating. It has been almost ten years since I’ve been in a classroom environment and listened to lectures—and far longer since I’ve done so for eight hours straight! It’s more lecture-heavy than I anticipated, but I’m grateful for it. It’s reminding me that I can still do this “school” thing, this “learning” thing.

I had anticipated a more physical practice experience. We do a physical practice for sixty to ninety minutes max each day. Although it isn’t what I expected, like so many things in life, I think it may be exactly what I needed.

I’m currently perimenopausal and have been go-go-going for as long as I can remember as an adult. This moment of physical pause—combined with the mental stimulation of learning—is a refreshing paradigm shift for this season of my life. I feel as if I’m grasping the concepts easily… the Sanskrit, however, not as much. I thought I knew more than I do, which has been humbling.

Even the yoga poses surprised me. There are so many whose English names I didn’t know, and then to find that the same pose might have different English names depending on where you live! It’s comforting and intimidating all at once to realize that yoga is a forever-learning journey.

When I imagine teaching others, I sometimes feel daunted. But I keep reminding myself that I don’t have to know everything to get started—and that it’s okay to say, “I don’t know.” I don’t have to have all the answers.

Uncovering the many layers of yoga—and therefore yourself—is a deeply introspective journey. The one truth I continue to return to is this: give grace to yourself as freely as you do to others.

Grace is something I’m beginning to understand on a much deeper level. Studying the Yamas and Niyamas by Deborah Adele and reflecting on the deep questions she asks at the end of each chapter, as well as exploring the chakras, has been enlightening. I thought I had worked through many of these topics before—and I have, to an extent—but what I’m realizing is that there are always more layers, always deeper levels to reach.

This is life’s journey. Sometimes you feel on top of the world, and sometimes you don’t. Digging deeper can be uncomfortable, but if you sit in that discomfort and accept what arises—not with judgment, but with gentle observation—you can learn so much about yourself.

Welcome to ZenFull Wellness

A Blog for Yoga, Mind-Body Wellness, & Mindful Living

Hi there. I’m so glad you’re here.

My name is Beverly, and I’m a busy mom of four beautiful children — ages 21, 14, 13, and 11 months. I’ve lived a life filled with challenges, growth, and transformation. From a childhood marked by abuse to a long journey navigating mental health, I’ve spent most of my life searching for peace, healing, and balance in a world that often feels anything but.

This blog — ZenFull Wellness — was born from that very journey.

🌱 Why I Started This Blog

Motherhood changed me. It gave me purpose, grounded me, and motivated me to become better — not just for my children, but for myself. Over the years, I’ve been drawn to natural and holistic approaches to healing, wellness, and personal growth. From mindfulness practices and emotional healing to simplifying daily life and making intentional choices for my family — every step has helped shape who I am today.

But the truth is: healing doesn’t happen all at once. Mental wellness is a lifelong journey — and I’m still walking it.

🧘‍♀️ My Next Chapter: Yoga & Intentional Living

As I continue to grow, I’ve decided to take another step forward by starting my Yoga Teacher Training. This isn't just about movement — it's about transformation. It's about creating space for peace in a chaotic world and living with more intention and compassion.

Through this blog, I’ll be sharing:

• My personal journey through yoga teacher training

• Lessons from my mental health experience

• Simple tools and routines that have supported me as a mom and a woman

• Honest product reviews and affiliate recommendations that I actually use in my real life

• Ideas for creating a more grounded, peaceful home — even in the midst of motherhood chaos

💛 A Place for Real Wellness

I created ZenFull Wellness because I believe in community, honesty, and simplicity. You won’t find perfection here. What you will find is a real mom, navigating real life, sharing what’s helped along the way — not as a professional, but as someone who deeply understands the struggle.

Whether you're a fellow mom, someone healing from trauma, someone exploring yoga and mindfulness, or just trying to feel a little more balanced each day — you're welcome here.

🫶 Let’s Journey Together

If anything I share brings even a little more peace or clarity to your day, then this blog is doing exactly what it was meant to do.

Thanks for being here. I can’t wait to share this journey with you.

With warmth,
Beverly
ZenFull Wellness