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Begin Again

Hi May. Hello, you.


If I'm being honest, April was a month that I look back on with a little bit of pinch-me-I'm-really-doing-it energy. The first thing that came to mind wasn't the two extra days spent in Savannah hemorrhaging PTO and $ thanks to JETBLUE. It also wasn't the few days of spiraling anxiety thanks to, self diagnosed, premenstrual dysphoric disorder. As I scrolled my photo-album I felt the sweetness of longer days, allowing me to walk home after yoga with the sun still overhead. I reflected on the beauty of Yosemite, and seeing it the first time with my love. I heard the laughter of friends, and their singing both on the dance floor and during birthday karaoke. I remembered accomplishing my 9-week-series of chakra yoga, and realizing that I have so much to learn and teach. April had it all -- friends, new places, lots of yoga, self inquiry, professional development.


It's easy to get swept up in the goodness of a month like this passing April. To avoid reflection would be a disservice to myself. But, when I stand and teach, I often offer up this sentiment: every time we step up to the top of the mat is the opportunity to begin again. No matter if I just nailed the hardest pose I've been aspiring toward, or I couldn't find my footing to save my life -- every time I step to the top of the mat, the delight or the downfall washes over me and I am facing new challenges and new opportunity.


Welcome May: the challenges, opportunties, memories good & bad. It's time to begin again.



With gratitude,


Kaylee


 

Kaylee is a Doctor of Physical Therapy based in the Bay Area of California. She received her degree in 2020 from The University of Miami and is currently practicing physical therapy in Post-Acute Care. Kaylee is passionate about all things yoga, neuro-rehab, and limb loss and limb difference rehabilitation demonstrated through practice, student education and advocacy.


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