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

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About Bethany

If you’re anything like me, you didn’t exactly fit in growing up.
You stood out. You spoke up. You got bullied for being different.
And you felt things deeply—maybe too deeply for the adults who didn’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 correspondent—with glitter gel pens.

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

The journey continues…

Then the pandemic hit.
I became a nurse, and I went to work.
My world didn’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 soothes—not startles.

There’s no need to cram your body into poses it doesn’t want to be in,
or your soul into spaces it doesn’t belong.
No forcing. No fixing.
No Lululemon required (unless that’s your vibe).

As a teacher and space-holder, my hope is simple:
To help you remember that your needs aren’t just important—they’re essential.

Now let’s move forward—through what we’ve been given,
and what we choose next.
Because the cards we’re dealt aren’t always kind.
But what we do with them?
That’s where the transformation begins. 🔥

So, take a breath.
Relax.
It’s already happening.

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  • Sometimes we fall apart — we break down in quiet ways no one sees. Through yoga, meditation, and rest, we begin the slow return — not to who we were, but to who we’re becoming. Here, we honor both the shimmer and the shatter, the cracks laced with gold.
    We’re whole not despite the breaks, but because of them.
    No pressure. Just presence.💎

  • 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

    📿📚 Additional trainings, workshops, and continuing education:

    • Śākta 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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