December Openings
I will be taking some time off for a little holiday rest, which means my availability is a bit more limited in December than usual.
If you’ve been feeling the pull to reconnect, reset, or reflect before year’s end, now is the perfect time to book. And if you have RSW benefits to use before they reset, this is a good moment to take advantage of them.
Let’s finish 2025 with clarity, compassion and care.
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Your trust and support make me filled with so much gratitude. I feel very blessed to be part of your journey toward growth and wellness. Here’s to continuing to walk the path together in 2025!

Karma class at Zen House Yoga Studio 

My room at the retreat 

February 15, 2025
Wow….I did a thing…I am a yoga teacher!
The life of a wellness professional is filled with moments where you are eating a Mcdonald’s Happy Meal in the car and washing it down with kombucha for your gut health while on your way to yoga teacher training that you can’t believe you actually signed up for. Oh wait….is that everyone or is it just me?!
I am a bit of a numerology geek and last year I was in a year 9 which is all about endings. This year is a 1 for me and I am finishing a few things I started and creating new and beautiful things. I always joke that I choose the people in my life because they are quirky, kind and not afraid to sign up for things. The truth is, I want partners in these escapades, these moments, these life achievements. I am a joiner, a connector. After all these years I am realizing that I love to lead but I don’t need to be the boss but I crave company.
Being part of a group where we all share our gifts is something amazing. In January I graduated from a 200 hour Yoga Teacher Training at Zen House Yoga Studio. In July when this bright shiny idea dangled in front of me, I thought “why not.” I honestly had no idea what I was really signing up for but yoga is something that has been part of my life on and off for over 30 years. Once I researched a little more, I tried to talk myself out of it, telling me that “you’re not fit enough, you’re too old, you are too busy, this makes no sense.” I am so happy that I silenced my inner critic and trusted my intuition. It felt so incredibly right and necessary but made no logical sense…or so I thought.
We all have the same 24 hours each day and we get to choose how we use it. I realize now that for all my talk about self care and the wisdom I am able to share with others, I was not using my 24 hours perhaps as wisely as I could. Each week I would set the intention about being more intentional with my time. This meant more reiki, more meditation, more calm but for some reason I forgot a key component, the piece that helps integrate it all…..movement. The 8 limbs of yoga were there to remind me how to live a meaningful and purposeful life but after taking a deep dive into the Yoga sutras with its yamas and niyamas, it is so obvious that I didn’t choose this new path…it chose me.
There were 5 in the inaugural class, 5 of us who could not be more different from each other. It was hard, there were tears and there was even a moment that I was sure I was going to vomit and pass out but it was truly transformational. We created a cocoon, a container of sorts that kept us in our own little world as we grew together with the support of each other and our teachers. I am still not at a point to have fully processed the experience. There were moments that I wondered what lesson the universe wanted me to learn. Emotions heightened, tempers flared, there was joy, sadness and fear. I did not love every minute of this journey but yet it is one of my proudest life achievements. What a ride it has been!
I think one of the things I wasn’t prepared for was what it would feel like to leave the safety of the container. Connection is my jam and the pandemic took much of that away and I have started over. I am not the person I was 5 years ago…or even 5 weeks ago really. The journey isn’t linear and I am not sure where it will take me but for now, it takes me to the yoga studio every Friday night where I lead a group through down dog and savasana and for that I am filled with gratitude, shock and awe. Truly we can do hard things and if we get out of our own way something incredible just might happen.
Kimberley