Yes, you read that title correctly.
I fell out of love with yoga.
And like any cheesy rom-com movie I say: “I love you but I’m just not in love with you.”
I’ve been practicing yoga for over 6 years, teaching for over 5 years. That is a gosh dang long time, and I have loved every minute of it.
Yet recently I began to feel as though I was just moving through the motions. I was there, the words where coming out of my mouth, I was putting myself in the poses, but my heart wasn’t fully in it. The spark that I craved had fizzled and I desperately am on a quest to get it back.
I don’t just want to love yoga, I want to be head over heels (yoga pun intended) in love with yoga. I want to feel giddy about getting on my mat. I want to feel completely amazingly joyful in that space, just as I know I once did.
So with all of that in mind, I decided to stop teaching my public yoga classes. For now anyway. A much needed time to fall back in love with yoga. A time to learn, grow and find that spark again.
Expect more emails and blog posts from me as I dive back into my yoga practice. I feel the creative surge already.