Sunday Spa Day

Relax, Unwind, Be Still, Nourish Your Mind, Body and Soul!

Surrender to the Journey

“Surrender to what is. Let go of what was. Have faith in what will be.” Sonia Ricotti

Weekend Yoga!

“The Longest Journey of any Person is the Journey Inward!”

Come dig deeper on your journey of life with us in classes this weekend. Move, breathe, and experience heated yoga, always $5.00 on Fridays at 5:30 pm. Saturdays, 9:00-10:15 am & Sundays, 9:30-10:45 am. We offer you classes 7 days per week. If you would like to book a private class or a private group class please reach out!

Signs of Domestic Violence

Abuse in regards to domestic violence is a pattern of behavior used by one person to gain and maintain power and control over another. Often when people think of domestic violence, they automatically think of physical abuse. It is important to note that physical force is one means of power and control and it is far from the only one. It is often not the first form of abuse an abuser will use.  

How did it ever come to this? What have I done so wrong to be treated so violently? I have only coins to spend, the money I have made cleaning houses has been stripped out of my wallet by my husband for his personal use. Every time I make a close friend, I am told I cannot be with them. Hanging up the phone immediately if he enters the house, erasing all evidence of who I have called or texted on my phone. I am constantly told it is all my fault. If you wouldn’t act out so emotionally I wouldn’t have to hurt you. I am used as a tool in bed so he can quickly satisfy himself and then move on.

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The Art of Healing the Mind

In Honor of Domestic Violence Awareness Month. May you reach out to a loved one in need before it is too late. Listen deeper than the surface and be sure those you love are truly safe in their own home.

I stand in fear, gazing out the window, watching a man, who once was my husband for nearly 10 years. He is continuously bashing a dark green, heavy, flower pot over the head of his brother’s dog. The large pot finally smashes in pieces from the last powerful blow to the dog’s head. We are meant to be taking care of my brother-in-law’s dog for a few days. If this is how it is going to start out, I can’t bare to live another day. My stomach is tight with knots, my nerves I think completely shot, but oh, not over yet, he then proceeds to tie the dog up on an extremely short leash with no water in the melting Australia summer sun. I can’t witness this any more, I quickly slip away before he knows I have been watching.

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