Viva Flow Yoga is a real hometown studio, founded out of a need to foster a well-balanced community. Viva Flow Yoga is a place to re-establish a love and passion for one’s overall health and well-being by uniting one’s body, mind and spirit through yoga.
Retreat and rejuvenate with 2 hours of YOU TIME!
Candlelight. Aromatherapy. Hands On Healing Treatment. Bolsters & Blankets. Deep Relaxation. Melt the Stress Away.
Yoga is more than just a pose, a breathing technique or a pair of tight pants. To me, yoga is a lifestyle and a lifesaver. My yoga practice has saved me over the years from wasted moments, bad decisions, poor physical/mental health and hopelessness. In other words, yoga is the calm to my crazy.
I am unapologetically human.
I am beautifully scattered.
All my pieces are perfectly placed.
From my darkness shines the brightest light.
Control is a mask worn by cowards.
Surrender is the highest form of trust.
Love is why we are here.
Each breath is a reminder and an opportunity to try again.
What is “it?” Guess that depends on who you ask. If you ask me, “it” is everything.
Every new breath, every new day, every new job, every new friend, every new lover, every new idea, every new adventure, every new thought, every new success, every new failure, every new tear shed, every new laugh giggled, every new heart break, every new moment…
Your goal! What did you think I was talking about? My friend asked me what my "number" was that I wanted to make each month/year and with a proud grin on my face, I answered her. Too my surprise, she was not impressed. Ha.
This was the question asked after my statement of "I don't know what I want." As my gaze drifted away from my dear friend who was trying to help me trudge through the murky waters in my mind, I found my silence unsettling.
I recently read an "inspirational" blog post that made me feel super crappy about myself...and the author. It felt very one sided and disconnected from what the post claimed to be about. After a second read, I noticed there were a sea of "I's" sprinkled across the screen. Those "I's" felt like judgement and exclusion.