Dreaming the biggest I can

With my parents living in Texas, I’ve been thinking a lot about what it would be like moving there too. I miss you family. I miss weekly dinners and being so close to them. I hate stalking travel websites for the cheapest discounted tickets and worrying about taking days off from work to see my family. MY FAMILY. Family is the most constant thing I have ever had. And I never realized how much I loved having them so close. In the house I grew up in. Literally 5 minutes down the road from my apartment.

All this got me thinking and dreaming. What do I want out of this life?

I want to travel. I want to see the world. And open a yoga studio. I want to write. And donate my time. I want to get married and have a family. I want to go to the beach at least once a year and make time to have the sand in between my toes and tan lines that look ridiculous with tank tops. I want to practice yoga daily and meditate. I would love the opportunity to create and teach a course online about nutrition and yoga, and how they pair well together. Maybe as an elective for undergrad or masters. I want to live fearlessly and be content. I want to be completely authentic.

I would love to be able to teach yoga every day. To never wear work clothes again and wear yoga clothes 7 days a week, except for when I don’t want to wear stretchy clothes. And take my dog to work. Have time to write in a Starbucks in the middle of the day and enjoy more of the sunshine that were blessed with. To create my own schedule and do more of what I love.

If you could do what you love, and be your most authentic self, I wonder what you would do.


Two years ago today I landed in Kilimanjaro, Tanzania to teach 3-6 year olds english.

After a few terrible breakups, and a few stupid boys, I decided to do what every sane girl would do, and thats everything they told me to not do. Don’t leave the country and go somewhere that isn’t safe in save the world. Don’t cut your hair because it looks better long. Don’t get anymore tattoo’s because your perfect the way that you are. Instead, I signed up for a 6 week teaching program in Kilimanjaro, Tanzania – literally in the other hemisphere and on the other side of the world. I donated 10 inches of my hair to those with cancer, and I got a new tattoo on my ribcage. “Never settle for anything less than butterflies”. I rarely regret the things that I choose in my life, because they have greatly impacted who I am now. And all of these BIG moments happened in the same 12 months.

Signing up for Tanzania was a pure leap of faith. I’ll never forget it. The first Monday of the semester I was sitting in a health course looking into the Peace Corps. I wanted to do something where I was able to impact the world, but on a shorter timeline since the Peace Corps are a 2 year commitment. Cross Cultural Solutions also appeared in google as an option for my trip. I did research for 3 days, and then committed to 6 weeks abroad the following year. I had a full year of school left before graduation, and the plan was to leave a month after graduation, before it was time to find a job in the real world.

Kilimanjaro, Tanzania is one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen, especially with Mt. Kilimanjaro in the distant. But the children, some HIV infected, were so loving it made me sick. Literally made me sick. I had worms and stomach problems for most of my trip because kids put their dirty hands all over me. Regardless of being sick, it was an honor to be able to teach the children that I was assigned to for that period of time.

The team that I was assigned to was absolutely incredible. I wish that I could say that we have stayed in touch and are the best of friends, but honestly I’m just not good at staying in touch with people. Not because I don’t want to, or because the relationship isn’t worth it to me, because it absolutely is, it’s just not something that I’m good at. But the friendships that were made will be remembered forever. And I know that they are friends for life.

We were able to go on an African Safari, see the Maasai tribe, swim in a lagoon, and hike Mt. Kilimanjaro. Things that I never in a million years would have imagined having to experience were all wrapped into one life changing trip.

The travel bug is a real thing. Becoming someone who wants to see and experience the world first hand is something that grows on you. The more cultures that are experienced, foods that are taken in, sunsets that are seen – they become addictive. Now that it’s the anniversary of my Tanzania trip, I think its time to start brain storming the next trip!!

Oh the places I’ll go 🙂

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The New Years Resolution

Every year I have created a New Years resolution about something health related, like practicing yoga every day, or eating more fruits and vegetables, spending more time with family, doing better in school or focusing on me. I’ve never been one to follow through on New Years resolutions. Not because I can’t do it but I forget about what was set for myself in the first place. The year gets crazy with work, school, vacation days, sick leave, and anything that gets you off track.

While with my family over the holidays, I had lots of quiet time to reflect on everything. I realized that in the mist of being so focused on the ring, wedding and marriage, I lost time learning about Andrew, myself and us together. This was such a big disservice that I did to our relationship, and honestly every relationship before him. So this year I’m focusing on learning about us this year, learning about him and learning about us together.

So this year, my New Years resolution is to propose to myself. Because it’s not about the ring. I’m proposing to make more time to learning about myself and putting me first. Focusing on what I want out of my career, and running with the dream of being a yoga studio owner. Focusing on my yoga practice, both on and off the mat. And loving on my fur-baby Bentley every second that I can. I’m proposing to learning more about Andrew and truly taking life one day at a time. There is so much about Andrew that I’ve probably heard him say without understanding, but rather listening to respond. So I’m proposing to actually learning about him, and growing with him as a pair. Life is too short to forget about the days that were given and each moment we can experience. I’m proposing to love fearlessly. And find patience in the challenges.

2015 – I truly can’t wait to see what you reveal.

Bentley Bear – life as a new fur mom

This experience so far has been a world-wind of new responsibilities. I knew it would be a challenge, like anything else that dramatically changes your life, but it has been so much fun too.

Bentley is the most adorable, 10 week old golden doodle, and he is growing up faster than I can believe it. He has the smarts of a poodle, and the loyalty of a golden retriever. He has already learned to sit down when I’m putting his food in his bowl, he’s completely crate trained and he can go up and down the stairs. But he also has learned that if he just barks, which he never does, that he will be able to get on the couch. I haven’t yet been this frustrated with him, but he is learning how to play me. Tonight, I let him bark. It was loud, and annoying, and I felt terrible for the neighbors (even though it was only 7pm). But he needs to learn that barking doesn’t get him his way. That getting on the couch is a privilege, but I don’t know how to get that across to a 10 week old puppy.

Potty training has also been quite a task. I knew it would be hard, but in my mind it might be a few week task. I had no idea how tough it would actually be, but this is probably the best practice I can get to prepare me for a baby. The great news about Bentley, is that even though we are still working through potty training, he doesn’t go potty in the crate at all. He is finally able to sleep through the night, from about 10:30-7am, which is amazing! About the first week in a half we were getting up in the middle of the night, but we finally are able to get through an entire “school night” without going outside in the middle of the night.

Even through some things have been a struggle, he has made so many things in my life better and bad days are immediately better when I see him. I can’t wait to see what the next week weeks and months bring for us!