Cycle Syncing Yoga

Updated: Oct 22, 2020



The day I got my first period my dad bought me flowers and my sisters threw a party.


I was mortified.



Growing up in the highly competitive environment of dance, I learned to make my bend and mold to technique and form through repetition and consistency.

I am grateful for this discipline engrained in me from a young age, but in many ways it also separated me from my body.

My trust was placed in my teachers and coaches, having them tell me when to rest and when to work. I never learned to decipher the signals my body was sending and telling me it needed.






And this is how I moved through adolescence and into adulthood, continuing to push my body through grueling Spin and Power Yoga classes, even on the first days when all I wanted to do was curl up and take a nap.

No pain. No gain.

People who rest are unproductive!

I would hear my dance teachers' voices ring through my head as my own.

Push. Never backing down.

Always advance because standing still is the equivalent of moving backward.