Tazzy

My dream is coming true. I’m traveling to Australia. It has never felt so right. I’m nervous for being alone again. I think that’s what scares me me the most. I remember living in Hawaii and wishing all my friends from home were there to experience what I experienced. It is one of the most amazing and saddest things ever. Having a wonderful time and wishing that the people who aren’t able to be there to be there.

I’m excited to prove to myself that I am a good yoga teacher and that I’m able to make it in a foreign country. I’m excited to hear that inner voice come out at the times when I’m really down and lonely. I’m excited to tap into the true me, to meet new people who will help to keep my heart and mind open. I’m excited to practice like I was at training, to go through those mental battles. To journal about my feelings.

I can’t wait to help the people down there, to understand their bodies, to understand their mind set and let them know they’re going to be okay. It’s unbelievable the type of people that are attracted to Bikram Yoga. Most of them have so many broken bodies. It’s unreal.

I leave in 2 weeks from today. I’m going to Tasmania.

I told my parents about it a few days ago, my mom cried, ran out of the house to go buy cigarettes. I get sad when they don’t understand this path I’m on. I’m not like my siblings. I don’t think the desk job, staying in one place for a long period of time is appropriate for me. I’m eager to explore the world and myself in the process.

Wish me luck, more to follow.

NPR did a study on food labels and how it effects the body…. I feel like we learn more and more how powerful our minds really are. this is crazy!

thisunsimplelife:

Not everyone is a runner. Not everyone can do hours of yoga. Not everyone wants to lift weights. Not everyone wants abs. Not everyone aspires to be shredded. Not everyone wants to count calories. Not everyone wants to be vegan. Not everyone likes the gym.

We’re all different. So stop worrying about what others will think, and just find what works for you. Not anyone else. YOU.

(via crossfitkarla)

kingslandingchamp:

highschoolhorrorsandlaughs:

derinthemadscientist:

geekgirlintraining:

thegodlessatheist:

Celebrity and historic figure doppelgangers

I have this crack theory that the genetic material that determines human appearance has a finite number of possible arrangements, thus resulting in doppelgangers.

That or they’re vampires.

Or they’re the first ones to use time machines.

FUCK… brilliant people get reincarnated

(via malefitspiration)

xplosivediarrhea:

i love this so much

xplosivediarrhea:

i love this so much

(Source: j5h, via eveningsinaugust)


Buddha Statue in forest Pak Shong in Thailand

Buddha Statue in forest Pak Shong in Thailand

(Source: weirdlittlefox, via starseedthoughts)

tastefullyoffensive:

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yogaholics:

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I’ll never forget when I was at training. Emmy shouts out “okay, guillotine. Put your head in your asshole.”

yogaholics:

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I’ll never forget when I was at training. Emmy shouts out “okay, guillotine. Put your head in your asshole.”

They said he couldn’t do it. Society put him down. Well now, now is the time to give the big “fuck you” to society and saying that he’s “not good enough.” For the longest time he was convinced that he didn’t belong in this society. That he was the outcast. 


 He’s great and he’s amazing and he deserves the best. He doesn’t realize that he’s smarter than everyone around him, just in a different way. He’s going to do great things. He just needs to believe in himself more. The more they knock him down, the more he needs to get back up, stand on his own 2 feet and fight. Fight because his life depends on it. Fight so he can put food on the table. Fight so he can help others that are down too. Pick them up out of the mud, clean them off and show them they can do it too. 

Because in this world, it’s an eat or be eaten world, and he’s not carnivore, no. He’s a fighter though, a spiritual fighter, fighting for what truly is the way to be in this world. He wants to shake those that could give two-shits about anyone but themselves and say “wake up! wake the fuck up!!!” This world that we live in is just temporary, you can’t carry what you  “own” when you die, you’re leaving it all behind.

They said he couldn’t do it. Society put him down. Well now, now is the time to give the big “fuck you” to society and saying that he’s “not good enough.” For the longest time he was convinced that he didn’t belong in this society. That he was the outcast.


He’s great and he’s amazing and he deserves the best. He doesn’t realize that he’s smarter than everyone around him, just in a different way. He’s going to do great things. He just needs to believe in himself more. The more they knock him down, the more he needs to get back up, stand on his own 2 feet and fight. Fight because his life depends on it. Fight so he can put food on the table. Fight so he can help others that are down too. Pick them up out of the mud, clean them off and show them they can do it too.

Because in this world, it’s an eat or be eaten world, and he’s not carnivore, no. He’s a fighter though, a spiritual fighter, fighting for what truly is the way to be in this world. He wants to shake those that could give two-shits about anyone but themselves and say “wake up! wake the fuck up!!!” This world that we live in is just temporary, you can’t carry what you “own” when you die, you’re leaving it all behind.

Not interested

I’m not looking for a date. Or a relationship or even someone to hook up with. My friend was completely right. When we stop looking, men come out of the woodwork. I had a guy ask me for my number tonight and had another flirt with me while I was at work. I was honestly giving off the “I’m not looking” vibe. Clearly something is going on. Can anyone explain this?

Sometimes when you know You just know

I’m blogging this post while sitting at a Starbucks waiting for my friend. I’m pretty sure I just had the opportunity to have a 3-some. Perhaps a 4-some. With my friend included. But something inside was saying “no no. No way this is absolutely wrong” so I left. I’m waiting for my friend to finish.

I’m not sure why. Because I’m sure maybe a month ago I would have said “hell yeah.” But now. Well maybe I’m just at a different place and trying to listen and read the internal signs that say yes or no.

The thought of hooking up with them is hot. But actually following through….. Maybe I’m just a big pussy.

Anyways. I went out into the gay scene last night. Super weird. The more I’m out of it and I Jump back in I realize the more of an out cast I am. Meaning I feel like I don’t fit the gay mold.

I never think my yoga is working until I step foot into those situations or places and that’s when I start to become more aware of myself and my surroundings. Thanks yoga. …. That’s all.

:(

I’m poor, Can’t afford Crossfit right now, tried doing a crossfit workout at the gym, barely any free weights to do them at the Planet Fitness I go to. I feel hopeless.

Thoughts? Help!