Between delayed flights and tight layovers, absurd budget airline rules, language barriers, and let’s be honest–alcohol–the chances of at least one logistical mishap are very high. And that’s okay.
I am not a trust fund baby. I don’t have a sugar daddy. I didn’t win the lottery. If traveling is something you truly want–listen to me, you can make it happen.
Yoga retreats are the subject of most of my daydreams. Yoga, travel, likeminded people, interesting conversations and amazing food all in one. Ideally, my life would be an endless yoga retreat. The daydream became a reality when I got on my flight to Vancouver, British Columbia on a YOGASCAPES trip.
Impermanence is the root of human passion. We are fleeting bursts of energy on a beautiful spinning speck of dust. The transient nature of all that we know turns every living thing into a brilliant miracle, every breath into a rare gift, and every love into inexplicable magic.
I stood by myself watching the sunset on the cliffs of Santa Monica, immersed in my own thoughts.
Our perception of the world around us is a cumulative result of moments we have experienced, words we have read, interactions we have had, and knowledge we have obtained.
Yoga retreats are the subject of most of my daydreams. Yoga, travel, likeminded people, interesting conversations and amazing food all in one. Ideally, my life would be an endless yoga retreat. The daydream became a reality when I got on my flight to Vancouver, British Columbia on a YOGASCAPES trip.