Spring Reset

Recently, one of my good friends (Kellen Brandel ) began a 30-day detox. Or as he phrases it— “a 30-day journey of spiritual cleansing”. And it inspired me.

This reset is about replacing negative habits with positive practices for personal progression.

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Instagram: @theworld.is.a.book


It’s time for a mental, physical, and spiritual reset.

Meditating via Lovingkindness Guided Meditation by Tara Brach

The reset is simple. Every single day for the next 30 days I’ll focus on hitting these three marks:

  • Drink a gallon of water
  • Sweat
  • Eat something green

Additionally I am going to follow a somewhat edited version of the tenants of Kellen’s detox:IMG_7054.JPG

  •  wake up with the sun
  • begin each day with at least 5 minute meditation and a few sun salutations
  • cook at least one meal per day
  • abstain from drinking alcohol
  • spend zero dollars per day (except on food/beverage)
  • practice yoga every day for at least an hour
  •  walk outside
  • keep a gratitude journal

I’ll chronicle the struggles and successes that I come across along the way.

Anyone want to join?

Cherry Blossoms in Portland

Adventure Yoga with AirBnb

Want to take an adventure?

Need a release?

You don’t need to spend hundreds of dollars on a distant retreat.

Take a few hours for yourself, in your own beautiful backyard—

Nature is therapy. It’s time to take advantage of why we came to the Pacific Northwest.

Let’s get back to our roots. Unplug, reconnect.

Join Tatiana for Adventure Yoga PDX today.


Connect with Tatiana: 


tatiana.s.tomich@ gmail . com


Why TatiYoga?

As a preface, one could read this article from the Himalayan Yoga Institute on modern yoga “styles”. If not, here’s an excerpt:

“The biggest misconception about (yoga styles) is the belief that any one style is authentic yoga. It is not.

Yoga styles are a rather modern invention and didn’t exist some 50 years ago.

In traditional yoga we only ever had lineages and schools of yoga, so a student or disciple would approach a teacher to learn from him/her and stick to that teacher for the rest of his/her life. It was a highly individualized approach in which a teacher would tailor the practices according to the student’s needs and abilities. Sometimes the teacher would refuse to accept a student and if the student was persistent s/he would have to undergo a series of tests before being accepted by the teacher. But those were different times. Those were the times when yoga styles didn’t exist.”

However today many people in America DO seek different “styles” of yoga. So, it was time to attempt to define my teaching “style”.

(Obviously my name is Tatiana, but I’m not so narcissistic that this is the only reason for calling my style tatiYoga!)

Tati is also a Sanskrit word. Sanskrit is the language used by ancient yogis.

तति tati f. ceremony

(Sanscrit Dictionary)

As with all words from dead languages, “tati” can be translated in multiple ways. This is the translation that I’ve chosen because it best fits what I aim to provide for my students through yoga class.

The word “yoga” also has many translations, however, this is one of my favorites:


योग yoga m. union


So, tatiYoga is movement aimed to create ceremonious union between the practitioner and his or herself.

“It is like a great musician becoming one with his instrument and the music that comes from it. Then the yogi stands in his own nature and realizes his self, and the parts of the soul within himself.” (Iyengar, 22)

Lineage is also important to me. I did my first 200-hour teacher training with Darren Rhodes at YogaOasis (Tucson, Ariz.) and the style that was taught was mainly hatha. But, it was heavily inspired by YogaHour. Learn more about YogaHour here. It was the first style of yoga that helped me become healthy and fit during my college years. YogaHour is the foundation of all my current teaching methods.

tatiYoga is always changing and evolving, but the fundamentals remain the same.

Breath work, body awareness practices, and exercises all infused with intention and intuition.


…So  that’s why I call it tatiYoga. Don’t hesitate to contact you have any questions or are interested in a consultation with Tatiana

(… And yea. Also, my childhood nickname was Tati. 🙂 )

Attempt at astavakrasana at YogaOasis, Tucson, Ariz.


Goodbye Tucson: Continuing The Journey

Six months ago I asked myself a question:

What will become of my life in six months if I commit to practicing each and every premise of Yoga, every day?

Well, I can honestly say that I did NOT practice each premise of yoga every day.

But, I did attempt. And consistently. In truth, I have been on the eight-fold yogic path for quite some time now.

During that time I kept something at the forefront of my mind:

The Bhagavad Gita says:

“Work alone is your privilege, never the fruits thereof. Never let the fruits of action be your motive;and never cease to work. Work in the name of the Lord, abandoning selfish desires. Be not affected by success of failure. This equipoise is called Yoga.”

“Yoga is not for him who gorges too much, nor for him who starves himself. It is not for him who sleeps too much, nor for him who stays awake. By moderation in eating and drinking and in resting, by regulation in working and by concordance in sleeping and waking, Yoga destroys all pain and sorrow.

I learned the important lesson of not expecting anything from the work. And yet, the work speaks for itself.

(Despite the fact that I didn’t live exactly like an ancient yogini) My life has changed since I started making the conscious effort to incorporate these ancient commandments into my life.

One of the overarching gifts that I have received over the last few months is TRUST.

With trust comes courage. And with that courage, I am making a life-changing decision.

I’m moving to Portland, OR.

(I know, I know. Another yoga fanatic moves to Portland. How cliché.Bear with me.)

I have been spent 6+ years living in Tucson and have been a part of the Yoga community for the majority of that time. YogaOasis is my home studio, where I began practicing as an adult and where I was trained. 4th Avenue Yoga is where I developed as a teacher. The UA Campus Rec gave me the opportunity to give back to students at UA (& to teach SUP yoga in the desert!)

There have been countless mentors along the way. Friends who I have watched go from timid teacher-trainees to empowered and inspiring teachers. My own students who have proven to be the main reason why I want to delve deeper as a yoga teacher.

I am humbled by the amount of LOVE and pure support that I have received in this city. From the bottom of my heart, thank you Tucson.

Bamboo Room, YogaOasis in Tucson

Why Portland?

(As if it needs explanation)

I went Portland in June and fell in love. I felt like my path was illuminated. I have been many places, but this one has been calling me for a very long time.

I’ve been told that Portland is “saturated” with yoga teachers and there is so much “competition”.

I believe that every person who has chosen to teach this practice is already my friend. I look forward to being in a place filled with potential teachers. Future mentors. Gurus. I will be focusing my attention. The aim is to grow and expand as a student, as a teacher, as a citizen of this earth.

Like a journeyman does in any craft, it’s time for me to experience something new.

Connect With Me

If you have come to my classes in Tucson and have yet to connect with me, PLEASE DO.

I want to see each and every one of you again. Think of it like this: Now you have a place to stay when you visit Portland.

Also, if you know someone in Portland who you think I’d vibe with: connect us!

That’s all this life is about folks. Connection.

Blake and I in Portland

My last classes in Tucson will be in the second week of November.

Love & Light,


Savasana… Say What?

Why We End Yoga Class in Savasana

I used to leave before savasana.

Seriously, I would roll up my yoga mat and leave while everyone was getting comfy for that last, wonderfully therapeutic pose of class.

I was under the belief that savasana was a waste of time and that I needed to skip it in order to complete higher priority items on my to-do list.

How wrong I was.

At this time in my life I was a high-strung journalism student at the University of Arizona who found solace in the rigorous postures that yoga provided, but still hadn’t mastered my distracted, monkey mind. Especially when my body was in stillness.

Not surprisingly, it was during this time that I suffered my first earth-shattering anxiety attack. Not long after that came a full-on breakdown that led me to drop out of college.

I’m writing this now, a few years later, as an Alumna of the University of Arizona Journalism School, and a yoga teacher. Needless to say much has changed between then and now, especially my priorities. Now I wouldn’t dream of walking out before savasana. Here’s why:

What is Savasana? 

Sava: corpse ; asana: pose

Savasana literally translates to “corpse pose”, and is traditionally done at the end of the yoga practice to promote conscious relaxation in order to refresh the body and mind.

B.K.S. Iyengar says, “By remaining motionless for some time and keeping the mind still while you are fully conscious, you learn to relax… Therefore, this apparently easy posture is one of the most difficult to master.”

Savasana is a place to integrate the balancing and reviving effects of the previous yoga postures, or asanas. Iyengar advises 15 to 20 minutes spent in stillness to reap full benefits. It can also be used as a place to begin meditative work.

How To Relax In Savasana

Iyengar wasn’t lying—final stillness can truly be one of the most difficult parts of the practice to master.  Luckily, there are a few time tested ways to focus attention and fall into conscious observation of the body.

Mantra: “a word or sound repeated to aid concentration in meditation.”

  • The effects of mantra are much like those that come from counting sleep before we fall asleep. It’s an active technique to calm the mind. When you notice your mind wander away from the mantra, simply bring the attention back and begin again. Simple as that.
  • Many mantras are taught in sanskrit, but a mantra doesn’t have to be in sanskrit to work. My own mantra is in English and personalized to me. I often change the mantra that I come to depending on the day, how I’m feeling, and what I’m seeking to bring to fruition in my life. (More on Mantra to come).

Body Scan

  • Taking note of how the body feels—good or bad, sensation or numbness—from the tips of the toes, working up the legs, hips, stomach, to the fingertips, arms, shoulders, face, tongue, past the forehead and all the way up to the top of your head.

Conscious Release

  • This can be done in conjunction with the body scan, it is simply making the conscious effort to relax and release each muscle in the body.

Breath Work /Pranayama 

  • Keep your focused attention on the breath. Notice the place above your upper lip where you can feel your exhales. Acknowledge your chest as it rises and falls. Take these few moments to really feel the subtle effects that every new breath brings to the body.

Physical Effects Of Savasana

  • Decreases heart rate
  • Decreases blood pressure
  • Decreases respiration
  • Decreases muscle tension
  • Decreases general anxiety
  • Decreases fatigue
  • Increases  energy levels
  • Increases focus, concentration

Savasana And The Brain

When you first settle yourself onto the floor in savasana, your mind may whirl and run for a few minutes until changes begin to take place in your brain. Brain waves change from Beta Waves—or brain waves that are produced when you are conscious and thinking— to Theta and Delta waves—or those that are associated with dreaming, sleep, creativity, and the subconscious.

Savasana And The Nervous System


In savasana the nervous system stands to reap real benefits. While reclined and relaxed in savasana, your nervous system shifts to the parasympathetic state. This is the state in which your body can relax fully, opposite of the sympathetic state— in which anxiety levels are high and the body is alert.

During the practice your brain will be sent a host of new neuromuscular information, we take savasana as a reset, to help the brain integrate this new information to the nervous system.


A Final Test


One way to view savasana is as a final test to check if the asana practice has done its job.

Is your mind calm, quiet, and at rest?


… If not, that’s okay. It’s called yoga practice for a reason.  😉


(As always, if you have questions on savasana or on any part of this wonderful yoga practice (or anything else) feel free to message me or comment here.)


Love & Light,



Savasana Views at YogaOasis, Tucson, Ariz. 2016

A Day in the Life

A Look into the Daily Routine of a Modern Day Yoga Teacher

Sunflower, Tucson, AZ

Week day routines are SO important for productivity, stress management, and even for creativity. This is just a sneak peek into what a week day typically looks like for me.

A day in my life goes a little something like this:

5:55am— Alarm goes off.

6:05— Rise from my bed.IMG_9538

6:05-6:10 — Drink water with lemon, turmeric, and ginger

6:10-7:00 — Run

7:00-7:20—Do yoga/stretching/handstands at the park


7:30— Shower

8:00- Make breakfast and pack lunch. (I practice ahimsa, or non-harm, so I am a mostly vegan vegetarian. I try to nourish myself with foods that cause no harm to animals, are least harmful for the the environment, and that will cause the least harm to me as the consumer.)

Breakfast is pretty much always oatmeal with fresh fruit. Sometimes nuts, chia seeds, or flax seeds. Honey. More fruit. (I like sugar, and I do NOT think that naturally occurring sugars are overly harmful if consumed in moderation.)

8:15- Take the light rail to the University of AZ BIO5 Institute (my first job of the day)

12:00pm- LUNCH

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Local, organic lemon drop tomatoes

My lunch menu changes everyday, but it is always veggies. Today’s lunch was roasted local organic asparagus, broccoli, carrots with honey and Korean BBQ sauce. Bag of local lemon drop tomatoes, hummus, and an Ezekiel pita.

12-3 – Work, work, work, work, work (Either at the BIO5 or teaching private yoga classes/meditation)

3-3:30 Meditation/ Snack time

Snack— Today it was half a watermelon. Seriously. An entire half a watermelon. (I don’t think I can ever have enough hydrating food down here in the desert.)

Guided Meditation — I recommend Tara Brach for beginners. I listen to her often, however my go-to guided meditation is a Yoga Nidra recording from my first yoga teacher, Keelyn Riley based in Flagstaff.

4:00- Take or teach a yoga class

5:30- Teach yoga class

Filthy Farm Girl is a brand of homemade organic soap I found in VT

7:00- Eat something on the go (sometimes I’ll prepare a dinner, but usually it’s veggies and hummus from the local CO-OP)

7:30- Teach another yoga class

8:30- Return home, make tea, maybe eat a late snack.

9:00- Shower with handmade organic soaps, oil pulling with extra-virgin coconut oil, aromatherapy with lavender and peppermint oil.

9:15- Kitty/boyfriend snuggles while Journaling or Reading (List of favorite books to come).

The Gift by Hafiz. Recommend Sufi poetry to anyone with a good sense of humor and an existential curiosity.

10:00- Lights out

ZzzzzZZzzzzz…. Finally Sleep.

Then I do it all again the next day.

What is your day like? Anything like this?

Halfway to Nirvana

Sunset in Quechee, VT

I officially  began my “experiment” three months ago (though my yoga journey began long before that). In May I began really trying to incorporate ancient yogic principles to my modern, millennial lifestyle.

I’ll tell you—it’s been one wild, eye-opening journey.

It’s funny how much happens in three months. It may seem like a short amount of time (and the time sure does fly by), but in retrospect it’s easy to see how many changes take place.

I have been gifted such a life. A beautiful life. And I think that’s the main takeaway from my experiment thus far:

Living a yogic life means living a mindful life. Living a mindful life means living a rich, full, and conscious life.

I’ve also come to realize that putting a time limit on how long it will take me to reach “enlightenment” is a serious rookie mistake. There is no time stipulation, no one way track to what I’m seeking. In fact, it isn’t about the end-goal at all. It’s about the journey. And this journey? It’s been one of beauty, and of love, of learning, and sadness—it’s had it’s highs, and (of course) it’s lows.

In the last three months I have:

  • Taught over 250 hundred yoga classes
  • Attended more classes than that
  • Played foster mom to a big, goofy puppy
  • Traveled to both coasts of the country (Oregon, Vermont)
  • Learned and wrote about incredible innovations in science, while working at the BIO5 Institute
  • Became more involved in the community and in the local food movement by taking up a weekend position at FoodInRoot (providers of some of Tucson’s most frequented farmer’s markets)
  • Morphed into a mermaid and danced in the rain
  • Fell in love with a new style of yoga and picked back up Acro-yoga
  • Embraced a more natural life (free of excessive cosmetics, preservatives, pesticides, and processed goods)
  • Kept a pretty consistent yogic-ish daily routine 
Tyron Creek, Portland, OR

I began the summer, in late May, by spending three weeks in Oregon. I was told by multiple people that I had come to the Pacific Northwest at the most gorgeous part of the year (weather-wise), and I couldn’t agree more. Being surrounded by oxygenating, lush, green trees, mountains, and water was rejuvenating (to say the least!) for this desert reptile. I spent three weeks engaging in deep self-study (endless journaling), studying spiritual texts, practicing with great yoga teachers (go to The Bhatkishop Yoga Center in Portland), reconnecting with the environment, all while being surrounded by love and like-minded thinkers. It was a heavenly reprieve from the desert heat. A needed pause that seemed to reset my reality, allowing me to step back into my life in Tucson with a renewed enthusiasm.

Well, as much enthusiasm as I could have when returning to a place that was 118 degrees upon my arrival. Really, 118 degrees, no exaggerating.

Cactus flower, Tucson, AZ

Being mindful in that kind of weather is a real task. 118 degrees feels like concrete cracking and perpetual thirst. The heat layers everything, like a thick blanket, slowly suffocating all who spend too long under it.

In the unreasonably hot weather, I continued my yoga practice. Hot yoga + desert heat = extreme tapas (sanskrit definition). My practice and understanding of yoga seemed to deepen at an accelerated rate.

In July I traveled to Vermont, the last truly pure place in America, where I spent one week with 10 other members of my family. I taught them yoga, we ate delicious local, organic food and drank maple syrup. We hiked into a beautiful gorge, and attended a fairy farmer’s market in the middle of the forest. I swam in lakes, I meditated, I wrote. I reconnected to my roots.

Quechee Gorge in Vermont

After blinking, I was back in Tucson. I took a job working for FoodInRoot, the guys that put on Tucson’s greatest local farmer’s markets. Eating food handed to me straight from the farmer who grows it has always been a joy for me. Working to elevate and promote those farmers (who also are amazing people) through my new position gives me even more joy.

“Right work” or “right livelihood” is an important part of Buddhist philosophy, another mode of thought that I’ve studied extensively. In yoga, I think it falls under the yama- satya, or committing to truth. When you make your living doing something that you feel aligns with your personal truths, all feels right. It’s one of the main reasons why I initially began teaching yoga after I was trained. It is why I choose to work in public relations for the BIO5 Institute. I am not good at faking it, and if I don’t love what I’m doing or who I’m working for—it shows through. I’m learning though, that even those jobs we don’t want to do should be done mindfully and with love. (I’m working on that one.)

Oh, you wanted to know about my morphing into a mermaid? After the extreme heat of the summer, monsoons come booming through. Monsoons mean Tucson’s annual Mermaid procession, so I tapped into my most mythical inner goddess (along with a few other goddesses) and danced in the rain.

Mermaid Parade, Tucson, AZ


“Just show up”, one of my first yoga teachers and the man I was trained under, Darren Rhodes, always told us.

I didn’t realize how true his words were at the time. Living a yogic life, a mindful life, means being present. Making the best effort that you’re able to make, in any given moment.

Simply by just showing up on my mat, nearly every single day over the last months and practicing asana, meditation, or pranayama— I see physical changes, have been gifted numerous insights, and seem to simply understand more about the nature of this reality.

Solid Truths I’ve come to through the Practice of Yoga:

  • There is innate wisdom within us all: it only takes quieting the mind to gain access to it.
  • Intuition knows all. Trust it, surrender to it.
  • Fear and stress is an illusion. There is a divine energy that protects and guides you as long as your intention is that of love and peace.

In the next three months to deepen this yogic practice I hope to:

  • Reconnect with my original teachers
  • Continue purifying through diet, media cleanse, etc.
  • Practice every day, especially on days that I teach
  • Read the Vedas
  • Spend time in an Ashram

Beyond anything else the one thing I know for CERTAIN is this: the more I learn, the more I realize how little I know. Albert Einstein said it first, and, boy, was he right.

If you have suggestions on how I can continue incorporating yogic teachings into everyday life— I am beyond open to hearing your thoughts. Are you on a similar journey? Reach out. Let’s connect.

Love & Light. 


But, Can You Walk the Walk?

How to Live A Yogic Life in the 21st Century

You hear about people doing yoga all the time. But, how many people actually live yoga?

IMG_9553Yoga is not simply an exercise. Yoga is a science.

I’m a yoga teacher, yes, but more so I’m a seeker. A true scientist at heart. There’s a lot of claims about what can occur if one lives life according to the guidelines set forth in the practice of yoga. So I’ve decided to embark on a new experiment:

What will become of my life in 6 months if I commit to practicing each and every premise of Yoga, every day?

Like any good scientist, I’ll follow the scientific method. The first of which is “observation” or research. It is the beginning stage in understanding the parameters of the experiment. That’s what I’ll lay out today.


What is Yoga? What does it mean to LIVE yoga?

Traditionally, yoga is a holistic framework to build one’s life upon in order to bring about peace, balance, good health, and greater harmony with others.

If one is living yoga, then they are following a specific formula. A specialized life path.  A path made of eight different limbs. These eight “limbs of yoga” are basically stepIMG_9481s laid out in order to show people how to create union between the body, mind, and spirit. It is a road-map of “right living” set forth around 200 AD in a sacred text called the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali.  If followed correctly, the text promises that one will attain an end to all restlessness of mind, lasting peace, and union with God.

(Starting to understand why I’m interested in taking this on?)

So what are these guidelines?  I’ll lay out each limb of yoga, and then go into deeper detail on how they should be (and can be) lived by the yoga practitioner.

1. Yamas—Moral Code

The Yamas are your moral code. They’re universally recognized characteristics that make up right living. They’re to be practiced daily, said to purify human nature and contribute to the greater health and happiness of society. These are five commandments of not-being-an- asshole, if you will.

  • Ahimsa: Non-harming, compassion for all living things
  • Satya: Commitment to Truth
  • Asteya: Non-stealing
  • Brahmacharya: Sense control, or abstinence, particularly in regard to sexual activity
  • Aparigraha: Non-greed

(I’ll go into these deeper later on.)

2. Niyamas—Personal Code of Conduct

The Niyamas are the laws. Daily rules that need to be put into practice, not simply known or acknowledged. They are the personal code of conduct for living an authentic, pure life.

  • Sauca: Purity, cleanliness
  • Santosa: Contentment, being content with what you have
  • Tapas: Disciplined use of energy, keeping up with fitness, engaging in cleansing behaviors
  • Svadhyaya: Self-study, self-reflectiveness
  • Isvarapranidhana: dedication to the God, celebration of the Divine

3. Asanas—Physical Postures

This is the easy one. Asanas are the physical postures, what most people in the West think of as “yoga”. It’s what we practice in gyms and studios. The word asana means “staying” or “abiding” in Sanskrit. Moving the body into certain postures, pushing physical limits, IMG_9771learning to “stay” in the present moment even when it’s uncomfortable… all of these things are beneficial to for calming the mind and exploring ones inner being. The postures are designed to bring forth emotions, a tool for exploring our relationship and mental attitudes that come up as a response to the physical world.

In short, the physical postures give rise to complete health and balance within the body. This is needed in order to move on to the next limbs of yoga.

4. Pranayama—Breath Control

The Sanscrit word “prana” means life-force. The word “yama” means to restrain or control. This practice encompasses different breathing techniques in order to control, measure, or direct the breath. It is said that if the in-breath and the out-breath are balanced, perfect relaxation and balance of bodily activities are realized.

If practiced correctly, proper breath control has the power to “strengthen the respiratory system, soothe the nervous system and reduce craving. As desires and cravings diminish, the mind is set free and becomes a fit vehicle for concentration.”

No cravings, and no anxiety? Count me in.

5. Pratyahara—Sense Withdrawal

As we move up the path, the guidelines become a bit more complex and abstract. Pratyahara means to “withdraw oneself from that which nourishes the senses”. Sense withdrawal. Or, in layman’s terms, letting go of the attachment to the many external, sensory temptations and distractions.

For someone in the 21st century, this one is a doozie. Nearly everything we do is to feed one sensory desire or another. My interpretation of how to incorporate pratyahara into everyday life is to cut back on every external distraction and activity that feeds desire. Limit TV, social media, cut out fast food, limit sweets, and be wary of all marketing devices aimed at perking up the senses.

In essence, practicing pratyahara means to master the senses. It is listening to only to the internal voice and quieting the external. When our bodies tell us that we are hungry, we eat. When other tell us that something is delicious and we begin to crave, we withhold. The senses are put in their proper place—under our control.

6. Dharana—Undivided Concentration

This is really where meditation comes in. Dharana means “immovable concentration of the mind.” This practice takes time to come to in full. It is pure focus, unwavering and full, undivided attention.

Only when we are feeling right in our body, and in control of the distractions plaguing the mind are we truly able to meditate. Meditating, or focusing the mind on a single point of IMG_9607direction, is a practice. The more it is practiced, the more intense the focus can become. This internal attention is not a selfish mechanism. Rather, as stated by yoga revolutionary B.K.S Iyengar, the ego is restrained and ” all faculties are offered to the Lord for His use and in His service. Here there is no feeling of ‘I’ or ‘mine’.”

7. Dhyana—Devotion

Dyhana means worship. This practice can be translated to something like prayer. But, more so it’s a contemplation on the greater truth of reality. Reflection on the true nature of oneself, of others, of society, of the world, and of God.

During this practice, truths are revealed to us by our own repeated and constant inquiry into the true nature of all things. (If you’re now asking yourself: What the hell is she talking about?) It really is simply focusing and contemplating on the idea that we are all made up of the same elements at an atomic level. It is realizing that we are all the same. That we are all Divine.

(I’ll share more insights into this as I come to them through practice 😉 )

8. Samadhi— Union

The eighth limb of yoga is, from my understanding, the final destination. This is where the path leads. The ultimate union. Uniting body, mind, and spirit. But also uniting spirit with God, with the Universe, with the Divine, with whatever greater power you believe in.

This last limb represents true yoga. It is an end to the feeling of being separate. It is the realization that there is no difference between you, others, and the universe on the whole.

It is the state of true enlightenment. IMG_0728

So… That’s the end goal. Shouldn’t be too hard. Right? 🙂

Now what?

… Hypothesize, Predict, Experiment.

My own hypothesis? I’ll become an ethereal, yogic being that floats instead of walks and can heal people by looking in their direction.

Just kidding.

My hope is simply that by the end of this I find myself living a deeper, more fulfilled, connected life. I’ll record the day to day activities that I embark on in order to best accomplish these requirements, and attempt to fully live yoga in the 21st century.

Follow me on the path to enlightenment here. I’ll be updating with the various struggles, thoughts, successes, and (of course!) all of the failures along the way.

Stay tuned.

The Origin Story

My Path to Yoga


PC: Robert Meares

Everyone, everything, has a story. This is mine. I wrote this essay in 2013, and because of it I received the Elizabeth Blue Yoga Teacher Training Scholarship. The full-ride scholarship gave me the opportunity to get my RYT free of charge at Yoga Oasis in Tucson. It has been one of the greatest gifts in my life thus far.



At 14 I took my first yoga class. At the time there wasn’t an ounce of balance, flexibility, or self-esteem within me. I was a rigid stick figure wobbling on Bambi legs — awkward and tightly constricted, not only within my own body, but also within my mind.

This unstable footing was the outcome of my youth spent in a tumultuous household. My father was not (entirely) in the picture and I found myself cast as Cinderella to the unfortunate likes of my (evil) stepfather for the first twelve years of my life. After a raging divorce ripped that not-so-happy fairytale apart, my mother went on to raise both my younger sister and I. (…) I longed for the picture perfect family, for stability, love and acceptance. In childhood I found those things in books and in other worlds created by my vast and powerful imagination. I was a dreamy, playful girl who found happiness by floating through life in a cloud of sparkling, beautiful fantasies.

However, by my teens I had spent years listening to others constantly tell me to get my head out of the clouds. My protective cloak of daydreams was wearing thin, and I began to believe that to get the love I longed for, I needed to be anything but who I was. I needed to conform to norms, to fit squarely into a premade box, and color within all the lines.

Initially I went to that first class because it was the “in” thing to do. And though I quivered and trembled during my downward dogs, struggled to touch my toes, and giggled when the teacher bowed and whispered the word Namasté (which back then sounded like nothing more than gibberish to me), I remember leaving the class with a distinct bodily sense of contentment, peace, and even wonder. Watching the teacher in her wildly colored outfit and hair down her back as she twisted into playful contortions, smiling all the while, revived my hope that happiness could be achieved for those of us that didn’t fit so nicely into the box. For those of us who didn’t look so picture perfect on the outside.

Yoga became the means of travel for which I used to revisit the peaceful safe haven that I had found happiness in as a child. Through my practice and meditation I was, and am still able to, find refuge there. The trust I built with myself, not only physically, but also mentally, allowed me to gain infinitely more self-esteem and self-worth than I had ever experienced before shaking out my first yoga mat. I have accepted that I am the girl who never colored within the lines, who likes to dance and twirl wherever the breeze may blow, and who yearns to cut the ropes of any social norm that ties her down. A girl whose family would never be “perfect”, and it is for that very reason that I love them so much. Yoga allowed me to accept life as it is and awoke me to the beauty of that.

Through self-discovery I have found that as a vata dosha, it is natural for me to float within the clouds. Like a fairy or a butterfly, I have wings and a belief that I can do any magical thing that my imagination comes up with. In my mind I am always racing towards places that I may not physically be able to go yet. Yoga grounds me. It provides a space for me to slow down, to align my constant thoughts with the actuality of reality. It connects me back to the earth while clearing my mind and body of negativity. It clarifies and focuses my heart’s intention when daily life has blurred my vision. It provides the stable and fertile ground for me to sink my roots into. A place where I connect with myself, find peace in my body, and align myself with the earth. With what is, rather than what my mind conjures. For me, the practice of yoga is coming home.



While my imagination has the capacity to be beautiful, like all beings, it can also conjure up darkness.

As a sophomore in college, I let that darkness ensue. My heart was split open into a thousand chards after ending a relationship with my first love. I was feeling lonely and isolated away at school, here in Tucson, far from my safe, forested, mountain hometown of Flagstaff. I had yet to find Yoga Oasis and my practice was at a halt. Emotion from childhood that I had locked away in Pandora’s box had suddenly reared its ugly head.

Villainous fear saw that I was vulnerable and began to wrap its spindly fingers around every aspect of my life. Inner peace became a distant memory as my trust in the divine diminished. I began to question everything I had known to be true in my life, anxiously peering around every corner, unsure of my every step, and yet positive that the ground underneath my feet was cracking and I was headed towards an abyss. My premonition proved true. The clouds that I often find my head in had darkened and I fell deeply sick with depression. Nights were spent wide-eyed, contemplating my purpose, wondering if I had anything original at all to offer this world.

Then, after sleepwalking through many days, my greatest fears appeared true to me- No, I had nothing to offer. A raging inner hatred burned within me and began to deny myself of anything pleasurable- my writing, food, friends, and family all fell to the wayside. My physical body became anorexic and fragile but I hadn’t completely lost who I was within.

Through the darkness, I kept a flicker of my passion for life alive. Following this light, I found Yoga Oasis. I began going to Stephani Lindsey’s class almost religiously, despite my physical state, because it was my only form of solace. During those days, Yoga Oasis became a haven where I could escape the nightmare of my daily life. It was one hour where my mind was quieted and I could feel some relief. I hung onto every word that Stephani said, and though we had never met, she was the only person who I felt connected to, who could lift my loneliness. Without those hours to carry me through the darkest days of my depression, I do not know what would have become of me.

Finally, after months living like this- coming up from my abyss only during those classes- I returned home. Not only literally, back to Flagstaff, but also metaphorically back to my practice and myself. I returned to the same class where my yoga practice had begun six years before, to the same teacher who had initially reignited my childlike playfulness. This woman became my mentor, my therapist, and now one of my idols. In her yoga classes I regained peace within my body. On her couch, through hours of talking and other techniques, I regained that peace within my mind. I later found out that she was one of Stephani’s teachers in Flagstaff as well.

Life is a circle, and when your awareness is open, it all seems to make sense.




A quote comes to mind.

“The mind can go in a thousand directions, but on this beautiful path, I walk in peace.

With each step, the wind blows.

With each step, a flower blooms.”

― Thich Nhat Hanh

Yes, the wind will attempt to knock you down and, as the Buddhists believe, life is suffering. But when you are on a righteous path, leaving positivity in the wake of your steps, you can help a flower to bloom.

Becoming a yoga teacher is the next step on the path towards leaving a positivity in my wake. It is one of the platforms that I hope to use to reach out and help people blossom into the vivacious flowers that they have the capacity to become. I see so many living in total disconnect from their bodies, their minds constricted by the confines conjured up by wretched Fear, whom I know so well. I see him preying especially on vulnerable, young girls. It is so common to find them rejecting their bodies, believing that they aren’t sufficient just as they are, and that they need to change to receive love. Because there was a time when I harbored these same beliefs, I know that I am best fit to teach them that is NOT true.

Being a yoga teacher, I would be able to help guide them to becoming in tune with their inner selves and comfortable in their skin. I know that struggles can bubble up and surface during the practice and that working through these difficulties results in empowerment. I want to help them realize that as soon as they begin to trust themselves, then a trust in something greater is bound to occur.  With trust comes love and with love, fear has no chance. I know from experience that the practice of yoga is a path to self-love and I want nothing more than to share that every person that I can.

I have reassured myself for the past few years that I’m young, and there will be time. That I can wait and put it off a few years until I save up the money. I wonder if Elizabeth was waiting too. I’m turning 21 next week, the same age that Elizabeth was when she received the news that she was sick. Can I even imagine such news gracing my own life?

Elizabeth’s story resonates with me in an almost uncanny way. Serving as a spark that has lit a fire beneath me. The slight push I needed towards diving into the journey through to the oceans of my dreams.

I do not want to risk the wait. Drawing from every yoga philosophy, Buddhist teaching, and yoga instructor that I have ever encountered- I want to encompass this moment, live in the now, and pursue today what I know will bring not only me happiness, but also happiness to many others in moments to come.



As a born writer, and now a journalism student, words are already sacred to me. One of my favorite aspects of YogaHour is the tradition of starting the practice with a word of the day. Each day and even each hour have different reverberations and the need for different words…

Today, inspired by Elizabeth’s poem My Wish for You, my word would be to flourish.

The practice of yoga provides a space where we can go beyond mindless living and move into a place of thriving. A place where we can blossom and bloom into our most luminous selves. Yet the practice also serves as a reminder that progression takes time. Like a flower, one must start simple. No one can grow or flourish without the stability of foundation or without the sturdy stem of alignment. First one must have alignment within oneself, like the basics of aligning the spine, and secondly one also needs alignment with others, which is attained in yoga through the Om.

To flourish in life is to find one’s “joie de vivre”, my favorite French saying, which means to find one’s highest pleasure, full self-acceptance, and a gentle happiness within the moment. In yoga, this is not just getting into a strained dancer pose. It’s getting into dancer pose, moving your gaze towards the heavens and smiling. Like a flower moving its delicate face towards the sun, relishing the rays and exuding its own beautiful vibrancy. In that moment of reaching, the flower is flourishing. Just as we do when we take a pose into that place.

My Wish for You,

May revelation  flourish in your mind.

May joy spread through your every being.

May life occur in your soul.

May you know who you are.

May you love yourself and others in the world.

May you cherish your mother,

may you love your father.

May you cry,

May you be angry,

May you laugh with your soul singing along.

May you dance and be beautiful,

May you be adored and loved.

May you be full of yourself and who you are.

May you live life,

may you be life.

And someday may you lie down and die.

Elizabeth Blue, August 29, 2004 age 14