Artwork by Anne Falkowski



My yoga practice is where I seek my soul. Its where I tread into wild and unfamiliar territory. Dark places buried deep in my bones. In order to climb the path of truth, I must do the work in my body.


Yoga says be real. Dig up the shame, painful experiences, and strongly held stories that still scare you deep in the night. Let yourself be churned like butter or dug up like dirt. Shine your fears under the light. Be naked inside and dance on your demons. This is the work of yoga. This is the diamonds and gold



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