From Istanbul to Boston: Living My Passion and Making New Friends

When you are being your authentic self, when you are patient, the universe provides in ways you can't expect. That's what happened on my trip to Big Sur when I was invited to live with Park Aids for two days. Sharing songs and stories around the bonfire was a highlight of my time there.

When you are being your authentic self, when you are patient, the universe provides in ways you can’t expect. That’s what happened on my trip to Big Sur when I was invited to live with Park Aids for two days. Sharing songs and stories around the bonfire was a highlight of my time there.

Happy October! Six months have passed since I quit my job and started traveling. I owe many thanks to everyone who helped make the last six months possible. Thank you for your couches, spare rooms, homemade meals, and glasses of wine….for all your generosity that collectively made my adventure possible. I learned that life’s best pleasures are the simple ones: friends, authentic conversation, and the occasional circus trick 🙂

Thank you….

Who knew France also has a Grand Canyon? Julie and I spent a day exploring the turquoise waters of the Canyon with our gracious host, Brittany.

Who knew France also has a Grand Canyon? Julie and I spent a day exploring the turquoise waters of the Canyon with our gracious host, Brittany.

My trip started with four days in Istanbul, Turkey. I stayed with a young couple and their 9-month old baby. They fed me so well I hardly needed a second let alone third meal most days. I loved playing with their son, Şan, a pure delight.

Thank you, Amanda and Stefan for hosting me in Zurich, Switzerland where I received their full support both before and after sitting for 10 days in silence. Your love and support have always helped me through life’s challenges.

I shared a three-week French adventure with my college friend, Julie. We met another Gettysburg grad, Brittany, in southern France and had a wonderful stay with her and the family she works for as an au pair. In northern France we had delicious meals, plenty fleur de sel, and a crazy dance party with Cedric and Amelie. In Paris and Bordeaux we stayed with friends of friends who love to travel and gave great advice—thanks Hannah and Mahaut.

After France, I nested with my favorite people in Madrid, Spain: Carmen and Raquel. Days included siestas and nights of yoga followed by tapas, cañas, and live music. A perfect place to celebrate my birthday and the beginning of a 200 mile pilgrimage, Camino de Santiago!

Then I trekked for 14 days through Galicia, Spain and northern Portugal where I met dozens of new faces every day on the Camino de Santiago. To everyone I met: thank you for the company, conversations, Band-Aids, and encouragement.

What a nice mid-journey reunion with Cecilia, my wonderful communications and web coordinator. Cecilia and I share a love for dancer pose and Perugia, Italy!

What a nice mid-journey reunion with Cecilia, my wonderful communications and web coordinator. Cecilia and I share a love for dancer pose and Perugia, Italy!

After a few more cañas in Madrid I flew to Rome, Italy where I was met by friends and family including the lovely woman and friend who created and manages this site for me! I loved our endless wine and pasta nights Cecilia, Lyana, Mom, and Betsey.

Keeping in mind EU visa rules, I left Europe for Tel Aviv where I reunited with Marcela and Yair, friends I met in Guatemala. Though times were tense, they helped make sure I got to see both Israel and Palestine. In Israel I had the pleasure of spending a week at the kibbutz where Yair grew up. A huge thanks to Yair’s mom and brother who made me feel at home there.

A week in Jerusalem introduced me to even more people and places. I met a comedian/law-student and we tried a famous hummus shop. I shared conversation, a meal, and yoga with Yaara and her friends. I stayed with a family in the Old City’s Muslim Quarter where I learned new recipes and ate amazing food. I joined a group of travelers to hike Masada at sunrise and bathe in the Dead Sea at noon. I met many new friends during my time in Jerusalem which helped me see the city in different ways.

Then I went to Ramallah, Palestine for the last week of Ramadan. The first night my new housemates and I waited for the sun to set before making the biggest burger I’ve ever eaten! I have so many special memories from my time there including long conversations with Hadeel sharing experiences living in our respective countries, dating, and art and architecture.

I found my late-night friends at Ramzi’s house and even when he left for Europe his friends kept coming over, hanging out at La Grotta, and teaching me circus tricks. Thank you Maria for welcoming mi corazon latino to Ramallah. Thank you Marlane and Koaibah your enthusiasm for yoga and sharing it with your community. Thank you Jackson and Kevin, for trusting me and for coming to Ramallah to share the experience with me.

In Palestine I was constantly finding new ways to have fun. My last night there I found out that yoga and the circus have a lot in common with friends from the Palestinian Circus School.

In Palestine I was constantly finding new ways to have fun. My last night there I found out that yoga and the circus have a lot in common with friends from the Palestinian Circus School.

Back in the USA, the gifts continued on couch after couch in northern California, Highway 1, southern California, Boston and NYC. Thank you Natalie, Dan, Lydia, Jacob, Brian, Carbone’s Bar and Kitchen, Trevor, Ali and housemates, Hilary, Binh, Sarah, Reza, Jamie, Erick, Danielle, and Sam for sharing this journey with me and making it possible.

I often ask my students to dedicate their practice to something they are grateful for. When we call on gratitude we remember all we already have is enough. When I remember what I’m grateful for whatever issues I brought to the mat are left there and replaced with thankfulness and a new desire to give back.

I will return to DC in mid-October and continue to share yoga with others, giving back what the practice has given me.

Why I Became a Yoga Teacher

Mimi Rieger (hyperlink: mimiriegeryoga.com) put together a hand-selected group of DC-based yogis for my first yoga teacher training experience. Over the five months we went through a lot, constantly learning and reflecting together.

Mimi Rieger put together a hand-selected group of DC-based yogis for my first yoga teacher training experience. Over the five months we went through a lot, constantly learning and reflecting together.

**Note: I wrote this about 4 weeks ago, and it is even more relevant to me now as I travel through Israel and Palestine, experiencing a range of emotions and encountering extraordinary people. More thoughts on this journey to come soon.

All yogis have different reasons for taking their first yoga teach training. Many of my initial reasons were selfish: to make new friends, have an extra activity to pass another DC winter, and “deepen” my own practice — whatever that meant.

However, with reflection and time on and off the mat I figured out what deepening meant for me. I was at a point in my life that I wanted to invest in myself. Before I would invest in myself by purchasing a plane ticket somewhere new to learn about a new culture or geography. This time the journey would be internal — a self discovery.

Throughout the five-month teacher training course, we were encouraged to reflect by journaling. Hawah provided us with excellent prompts on how to relate our on the mat experiences to the rest of our lives. Through these journaling exercises, I began to see a greater purpose for my teacher training experience.

I found that yoga goes beyond my practice — it goes way beyond the “I” and transcends into how I choose to react and treat others. When practiced correctly, yoga changes the way we experience the world.

I became a yoga teacher to change our experience.

Committing to a New Journey

Check out my Tedx Talk on the Taboos of Poo at Gettysburg College in 2013

This isn’t the first time I’ve packed my life into one backpack and headed to a new destination with no plan. Instead of a plan, I carry a longing to discover, learn, and be surprised. Nothing concrete, everything malleable — easily shaped into something new and formerly unknown.

I did this the first time in 2010 after graduating from college. While studying abroad in Bolivia I learned about the 2000 Water War in Cochabamba. I became passionate finding solutions to the global water, sanitation, and hygiene crisis, and applied to jobs and internships through idealist.org. After a handful of offers, I decided to try my luck in Guatemala with an organization building rainwater catchment tanks. Within the first few weeks I realized the fit wasn’t right. However, through that experience I was introduced to a water organization with more experience and was offered a job.

Because of my eagerness to learn, I absorbed all information I could about basic engineering and construction management. I connected with the Peace Corps in Guatemala where I trained and advised volunteers on appropriate technology and practices.

The series of experiences that led to a successful and productive two years in Guatemala reminds me of Ralph Waldo Emerson quote:

Do not follow where the path made lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.

Each one of us is a unique individual and no matter our age or experiences, there is always a new trail to forge. Instead of weighing pros and cons of an opportunity, I ask myself if I am ready for a new commitment, journey, and reality that only I can create. if the answer is yes, then I go.

Working with the director of Agua Para La Salud, Lynn Roberts. He later provided me with my second job in Guatemala and became a mentor and friend.

Working with the director of Agua Para La Salud, Lynn Roberts. He later provided me with my second job in Guatemala and became a mentor and friend.