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 Kick off your shoes and stay a while.

Here, students are deserving of showing up exactly as they are and with full autonomy over their wellness practices.

Here, healing is a journey we walk together because we’re all students.

Here, we plant our feet upon the earth and tune our hearts into our deep inner knowing and divine guidance.

Here we become Barefoot Intuitives.

 
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I stand with Black Lives Matter
Queer Yoga Teacher
 

Land Acknowledgment: I live and practice primarily on the unceded lands of the Chumash people
I honor and acknowledge their people, both past, present and future, as the rightful stewards of this land.

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Something I have sought for in my years of Yoga practice and study, was this deep unity/connection so many teachers spoke about. I never really felt it within the confines of a studio’s four walls. But, I feel it in the garden. I feel it in
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I will always try to look for the little bit of beauty and goodness in the world. Even if it means creating it myself, and embroidering little chamomile flowers onto my clothes. [Image Description: Lauren, a queer white non binary person with shor