Rebirth

I went on a yoga retreat this past weekend in Joshua Tree, and it was transformative. We focused on healing in community, getting weird and witchy, and soaking our bodies in mineral hot springs. It was incredible.

Our days consisted of asana practice, holotropic breath work, and a special evening ritual both nights. The weekend was filled with nourishing meals by our meal magician, Elka Wilder. My beloved teacher, Nuria Reed, facilitated the entire experience.

This was my third retreat with her, the last being almost a year ago in Bali. I went to her first retreat back in 2017 in Goa, India, and that forever changed my life and trajectory. I’m always willing to take a risk with her.

She’s a wise sage and has the capacity to hold space for BIG energy. I feel honored to have been practicing with her for so many years, since maybe 2014 or 2015. She’s witnessed me through my many rebirths, coming out stronger and freer each time.

It’s wild how much healing can be done through the body. It really is a miracle to experience the power of feeling. I’ve reemerged from this retreat ready to take up more space, in all of my ugliness and glory, my beauty and my sacred rage… It’s all part of me. I now have a better sense of my capacity to hold. (I’ve been in touch with my capacity to release/ let go/ destroy for quite some time now.)

I’m not making any big declarations because that feels too constricted, but I am claiming my space in this world. I welcome what’s on its way to me now.