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Since I can remember, I’ve always had a love hate relationship with my body. My body has been a burden for me in the past because I could not see it for how truly beautiful it was. I don’t mean just physically, but the beauty of being able to have this body that helps me get up from bed every morning. The beauty of being able to care for it and push it to its limits.

I’ve only been doing yoga 🧘‍♀️ for two weeks now and I already feel the effects of it. It forces me to push my body every single time and it allows me to thank my body everyday for allowing me to move freely with it. So today and everyday moving forward, I am grateful to be in this perfectly imperfect vessel. 🌱

I’m on a journey of fulfillment. I want to do things that bring me joy, I want to try new things whether it is yoga, skating, pole dancing or creating art. I’ve never considered myself an artistic person or even creative but I’ve realized that we’re all capable of creativity we just have to tap into it. I’m finding my way around this world and all that it has to offer but mostly I want to find true fulfillment within me, whatever that looks like. 🦋✨🌸🌈