I’ve been back in Philly for almost a year now and all I can say is THANK YOU. I lived in Philly for almost 8 years before moving out to the West Coast but in that phase of my life I was distracted and getting in my own way and I was in the early days of my yoga practice, I had barely scratched the surface on what would unfold for me in the practice. Since returning, I’ve experienced a completely different city. The yoga, the people, the food, the music, it’s all filled me up with so much inspiration and connectedness. I’m so proud to consider myself a Philadelphian. Philly gets a bad rep for throwing snowballs at Santa, but in reality, it’s the home of the most genuine, authentic and grounded people I know.
I have so much gratitude for the way my spirit and teachings have been so beautifully embraced by this town. Moving here has provided me with so many opportunities to expand my offerings and take on new projects that I never would have had the courage to do out West. The Philly yoga community has been nothing but welcoming and kind. The two yoga homes I’ve found have provided me with wonderful opportunities to establish my Kula and spread my wings. I truly LOVE teaching here and my teaching has taken on so much depth and heart because of the support I’ve received.
When I left San Francisco I was concerned that I may be falling victim to my old pattern of settling into a city just long to get comfortable before convincing myself that there was something better. The grass is always greener philosophy sadly ruled most of the decisions I made in my 20’s. Now that I’ve spent over a year in Philly, I’m confident that this was bigger than that. That I was being called here for a reason, because I needed home. I needed family, I needed seasons, I needed space and I definitely needed a cheaper cost of living! Philly has given me everything I need and then some. While there are still days that I wish I was somewhere else (those elusive Colorado mountains always have me daydreaming), I know in my heart that I’m exactly where I need to be.
So thank you Philly, for giving me a place to call home and allowing me to be me. I couldn’t do it ‘wit out’ ya…