Endameo (ἐνδαμέω) – An ancient Greek word meaning "home" or, more precisely, "the place birds fly to." It reflects the journey of returning to oneself, finding refuge, and embracing a sense of belonging—just as yoga guides us back to our inner home.
Until all the other pieces of my life come together, the question is: What is happening right now? I am in an odd season... though perhaps that is something I say more often than it is true. But this certainly is different than I expected or planned for two years ago when I left my full time job of being a baker to pursue yoga. At that time, everything lined up; the place I had worked at for years was getting reconstructed from the inside out, managers and owners changing.
I start this particular post with a quote from the end of A Revelation of Divine Love By Julian of Norwich, an anchorite in the 15th-century Wouldst thou learn thy Lord's meaning in this thing? Learn it well: Love was His meaning. Who shewed it thee? Love. What shewed He thee? Love. Wherefore shewed it He? For Love. Hold thee therein and thou shalt learn and know more in the same. But thou shalt never know nor learn therein other thing without end. Thus was I learned that Lo
When I first started exploring what might be the next step in my own learning, breathwork was one of the practices that kept coming to mind. Over the past year, as I have had the opportunity to sub different classes at The LITL Studio, I found myself naturally weaving more of my knowledge of pranayama—the practice of conscious breathing—into the classes I taught. The more I shared about the breath, the more I realized how powerful it truly is. We breathe every moment of every
