Yoga Teacher. Nurse. Easier to talk to after caffeine.

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About Bethany

If youโ€™re anything like me, you didnโ€™t exactly fit in growing up.
You stood out. You spoke up. You got bullied for being different.
And you felt things deeplyโ€”maybe too deeply for the adults who didnโ€™t quite know what to do with you.

That sh*t hurts.
So, like many sensitive kids, I found my own way through.
I picked up my diary and declared war on its pages.
I wrote. I drew. I documented every emotional breakdown and mean girl encounter like a military correspondentโ€”with glitter gel pens.

Other things helped too:
Therapy. Yoga. A little music. A lot of crying.

The journey continuesโ€ฆ

Then the pandemic hit.
I became a nurse, and I went to work.
My world didnโ€™t slow down. It sped up.
And the very institutions meant to put people back together began to tear me apart.

I was trained to care for others.
No one really taught me how to care for myself.

So this work is my response.
A reclamation. A revival.
A gentle return to what matters most.

As a trauma survivor and trauma-informed facilitator,
I guide classes with sensitivity, respect, and choice.
That means using invitational language, offering options, and playing class music at a level that soothesโ€”not startles.

Thereโ€™s no need to cram your body into poses it doesnโ€™t want to be in,
or your soul into spaces it doesnโ€™t belong.
No forcing. No fixing.
No Lululemon required (unless thatโ€™s your vibe).

As a teacher and space-holder, my hope is simple:
To help you remember that your needs arenโ€™t just importantโ€”theyโ€™re essential.

Now letโ€™s move forwardโ€”through what weโ€™ve been given,
and what we choose next.
Because the cards weโ€™re dealt arenโ€™t always kind.
But what we do with them?
Thatโ€™s where the transformation begins. ๐Ÿ”ฅ

So, take a breath.
Relax.
Itโ€™s already happening.

Join a Class
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  • Sometimes we fall apart โ€” we break down in quiet ways no one sees. Through yoga, meditation, and rest, we begin the slow return โ€” not to who we were, but to who weโ€™re becoming. Here, we honor both the shimmer and the shatter, the cracks laced with gold.
    Weโ€™re whole not despite the breaks, but because of them.
    No pressure. Just presence.๐Ÿ’Ž

  • To inspire and inform through mindful practices and creative expression that support healing, agency, and self-restoration.

    • 300-Hour Trauma Center Trauma Sensitive Yoga Facilitator (TCTSY-F)

    • 200-Hour Kripalu Yoga Teacher

    • Kripalu Restorative Yoga Teacher

    ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ“š Additional trainings, workshops, and continuing education:

    • ลšฤkta Tantra: Yoga and Hindu Goddess Traditions with Sravana Borkataky-Varma

    • Foundational Trauma Center Trauma-Sensitive Yoga Training with Alli Ewing

    • Yoga for Your Mood with Amy Weintraub and Deb Lubetkin

    • Yoga for Mental Health: Mindful Yoga for Anxiety, Depression, PTSD, and Stress with Cynthia Beers and Jeff Migdow

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