4.1 | Intention + Playlist


Structure. Foundation. Stability.

If you know me personally, you might not be surprised to hear that structure is not something I ever imagined needing help with or more of. I’ve always been pretty regimented. I used to go to the same workout classes each week, I always did my homework before watching TV, I cleaned up before winding down for the night, the list goes on. With time though, comes change and I’m finding it harder to figure out what to do first, when, why, etc. And the result - well, sometimes looks like not a heck of a lot.

I work from home for an east coast software company and do my best to work the hours that best fit into their day. That means I’m up and at it early - often in my pjs for longer than socially acceptable. I meet regularly with my team and with customers and time block my days according to the goals I set and deadlines I impose for myself and for my team. Work wise, I’m pretty structured - to the point that a growing start up can be anyway. It is for that reason though, that I surprised myself by feeling out of control or that simple decisions felt harder than they should be in other parts of my life.

My best friend sent me an article about Millennial Burnout (highly recommend) and it got me thinking. Why are such simple tasks, so hard? At near 32, I’m encouraged to me more mindful, thoughtful, and intentional with my time, my family, where I want to go professionally, and what I want to learn and move toward personally. I have no lack of ideas or even visualizations of how those ideas might become realities - but still, it feels like there’s something in my way. Is it that with discomfort and new endeavors, time and progress feel slow? Is it that I’m putting off or doddling around the deep focus required to execute on any of these ideas I have? Why. Do. I. Feel. Scattered. Whatever the reason, the lack of feet on the ground feeling I apparently have been taking for granted is not my favorite.

Now, I’m not here to offer a perfect solution. Everyone struggles with this stuff. And different things work for everyone. But it seems to me, that if I can identify this feeling and issue… I should give a solution the time it deserves. So, when planning my new class this weekend, I decided to revisit the basics.

I’ve always liked the Chakras. I love when teachers weave their themes around them, what they mean, what color they emanate, what body parts and emotions they impact. They usually appear in vinyasa flows more than sculpt classes but I figure… why? So, as a first stab at putting some structure into play - this time around my teaching practice- I decided to start from the bottom of the 7 Chakras and see where it led me. Low and behold - the first and foundational Chakra is, you guessed it, Root. The Root Chakra is best known for safety, security, and stability. When out of balance the root chakra brings scattered energy, anxiety, and fear. It is located at the base of the spine and emanates a red color.


Well that about sums it up.

The intention of the flow' I’m putting into the world this week is to focus on your foundation. Keep it simple. Prioritize. Refocus. Be grateful. Put things in perspective. Breathe deep. Visualize a deep red hovering thick around your body. Intentionally work on planting all four corners of both of your feet down. Did you just forget? Revisit your foundation. Set it up for success. Let those feet that hold you all day support your legs, your pelvis, your core, up through your upper body and head. Pull your shoulders back where they are supposed to be. Breathe in new fresh energy and focus and get rid of the scattered, unfocused potential of whatever it is that has you in a tizzy. The Root Chakra supports you and when it is in balance, you set yourself up to focus, to think, to stand tall and to figure out what it is you want to do. And then you do it.

Here’s a playlist to remind you.

What am I doing this week aside telling you to focus on your Root? I’m starting something called the 5 Minute Journal that my other best friend gave to me recently. The log line is “The simplest way to start your day happy.” It’s structured to put things in perspective, to help prioritize, and to guide your neural pathways to support you in accomplishing your goals. I’ll let you know how it goes.


3.18 | Intention + Playlist


Hello all.

Back at it this week with an updated intention and fun playlist. This week consider the following:

  • To recap: Breathe in all the things that bring you joy, all the things that serve you - as we talked about last time. Hold your breath. Breathe in a bit more air - puff up your lungs more than you think you can.

  • You have no more space. So, identify something, one thing or two, that no longer serves you. And breathe it out. Let it go.

    • My Aunt executes this strategy in a less yogic way that I’ll take the opportunity to share now. She puts her troubles, fears, people she’s not getting along with, etc in what she calls “God Bags”. God Bags live in the freezer. You are not allowed to think, worry, or fret about any of the contents of your God Bag unless you are holding it in your hand. If one of the bags’ contents crosses your mind (say in the middle of the night), you have to get up out of your nice warm bed - and go get it. After a few nights of doing this, you stop thinking about it. Trust me/her. Moving on.

  • That thing is no longer part of you. It is in the past. You are the sum of your current parts - more positive and self serving than you were a moment ago. Hold onto this. Focus on this feeling. Keep it with you until the end of your day. And through tomorrow. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

  • Moving on.

  • How can you highlight the things that bring you joy - the things that serve you - and bring them to the forefront of your daily life? What kind of practices or routines can you put into place to make space for them? There will forever be the to do list. But. What the life you ultimately want to lead will only become a reality with focus and intention. Be mindful. Get there. Push through. Revisit what you breathed in, ignore what you left behind, and make space for what is to come.

3.1 | Intention + Playlist


It has been a minute fare blog readers - if any of you are still out there. Too much has happened for a recap - more on how we’ll address that later.

As some may know, I’ve been teaching yoga for a while now and since moving back to San Diego last March, now teach a few classes at Corepower.

What does this have to do with the neglected blog, you ask?

I set intentions weekly for myself and for my classes. I try to make them tangible, inspiring, fun, build on one another, be random - you get the idea. My students get to hear those intentions, connect with them, or not, and hear the music I throw at them weekly. Some of them have asked for links to playlists or have shared that the intention really resonated with them in some way. So I figured, why not challenge myself to put those intentions to words and put them to bed alongside the playlists they bunk with? So this is that. They may not be weekly, they may not live on this blog forever (more on that later too) but here’s to holding myself accountable, to hopefully drawing clearer lines from intention to intention, from class to class, and to hopefully someone outside the walls of the studio being inspired in some way. And to that we say, the mandatory, Namaste.

March 2019 | Intention

The subtle art of not giving a F. Care less about the stimuli around you. Care more about yourself from the inside. What makes you breathe freely? What makes you happy? What makes you tick?

Breath in all of those things. Make them take up space inside your body. Let something that no longer fits go. Breathe out that thing that no longer serves you.

How do you know what that thing is? In your mind’s eye, hold the people, things, feelings that make up the fabric of your life. Marie Kondo the s*** out of each one. Do they bring you joy? Pain? Stress? There are plenty of obligations that plague our daily lives - but there are even more unnecessary stressors we invite into our lives by choice shrouded by a feigned sense of requirement. Breath all the thing you have kept in - hold that breath at the top - find that thing you no longer need - and breath it out. Let. it. Go.

Channel that inner Elsa girl and get it gone.

First listen to Frozen, then jam on this.

You Know You're 29 When...

I've been 29 for a while now and - pause for calming breath - so far, the panic attacks have been kept to a minimum. As the last few moments of my societally defined youth tick quickly by, I got to thinking about how different this odd life period is from the previous a few short years ago. I can't pinpoint the exact moment when fireball shots and 2am dance parties morphed into Netflix binges and double digit dollar'd wine bottles. You'd think I'd remember such a drastic moment. Alas, here I am, sipping a fancy zin, aggressively pinning copper hexagon decor to my wedding palette pinboard, booking an 8am weekend morning workout - wondering how I got here. In honor of the countdown to 30 and my bewilderment of the passing of time, I thought I'd throw together a little listcicle. Now, I know not all of these will apply to everyone... but surely a few (especially if you're wedding planning) will resonate.

You know you're 29 when...

- You have to drink 2 liters of water daily just to feel normal.

- Food hangovers are real. Cost benefit analysis says no.

- You know what chiavari chairs are and care intimately about them.

-$15-$25 dollar bottles of wine. Only. 2 buck chuck, you're dead to me.

- Sleeping in? HA. Only when sober... when we wake up to be "productive".

- You're intimately familiar with every 'clean eating' trend - and have tried each one at least for 2.5 days.

- 2 beers feel like 6 in the morning. YUP.

- Doing new things is crack. A signature cocktail at a hot new bar, doing a hike before everyone knows about it, or crushing an Instagrammable craft = pure life validation.

- You know things about pregnancy you never thought you would...because your preg friends talk about actually nothing else.

- Deciding how much of your life you can - or should - DIY is a constant struggle.

- 24 year olds say new 'it' words... and you don't know what they mean.

- When a hot 22 year old young gives you the eyes...and you don't quite know what to say. But instead, you flash your ring and look awkwardly into the depths of your cocktail.

- Things don't always work like they used to... But it's ok because, sleep...and marriage.

There are some tough moments here in the land of late 20s...

Wedding planning is a manic battle, life's way more real, and sometimes there just aren't enough pinning hours in the day.

But worry not. Birthdays are rad.

And so too will our 30s.

Alanis Updated the Lyrics to 'Ironic' - & It Was Amazing.

Been a minute since I've updated the ol' blog here. Such is life. Without making this overdo silence a 'thing', let's cut to a video all of your 90s loving hearts will more than appreciate. It's laugh out loud before coffee good. Enjoy.


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Well Played Organic Fuel. #savethebros

Screen Shot 2015-02-18 at 9.29.40 AM This incredible mock PSA by Organic Fuel promotes awareness of the artificial 'junk' in your average workout drink while brilliantly imploring bro loves everywhere to #savethebros. The company recently launched their new Organic Fuel product—which boasts freedom from "artificial flavoring, sweeteners, GMOs, toxic pesticides, antibiotics or artificial hormones often found in other 'health' products.

Turns out there's also a microsite that sells "Save the Bros" swag like manks (man-tanks), gym bags, yoga mats and obviously, trucker hats. #duh.

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They also pull in the #brolife - which they may want to filter a bit more, as one screenshot read:

"Life is like a penis; it is simple, soft, and relaxed. Then women make it hard." 


Regardless, this inherently sharable ad is awesome - especially considering the inevitable depression I would personally experience if indeed, bros go extinct.

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CTA: BUY one, BRO one.

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You Are The Sum of Your Experiences - As Posted on Advertising Week

As posted on Advertising Week: It’s been a while since my last post and a helluva lot has happened. In the last quarter, I quit my ad agency job, packed up my San Diego apartment, moved to San Francisco sans job, attempted to find myself, jumped up in the air, hung out there for a while, and have just recently landed on the ground via a pretty sweet cloud ride. This post is not about the tangibles of what I did, how I landed a job, or any of that. It’s about openness, creativity, looking up, and starting to see your life in a fundamentally different way.

Context time. If you’re focused on one goal, one project, one task - you’re intent on it. You’re tunnel visioned. You put your head down and trudge through the snow, wind and rain to eventually reach your finish line. You do things the way you’ve always done them and get the things you’ve always got. What then, did you miss along the way? Was there someone or something on the side of the road that might have made you divert, pivot, or evolve? Guess what? You’ll never know.

I took my own advice and moved to San Francisco totally open. I had reached a point of life complacency and was in major need of a deviation to my norm. I wanted, nay- needed- to find my place in the sun… or fog as it turned out. My head down goal - was indeed, to lift my head up. My mission was to be open, to talk to everyone, to learn a ton, and to experience everything, no matter what. I had no idea what path any small turn would unveil, zero preconceived notions and only one life guideline: to work for/be part of a company/brand/product/startup that was working to improve upon something in some space that already existed. Vague right? I know - but that’s what it was so share it I will.

During this life hiatus as I grew to call it, I got to know my new city, met with lots of people- familiar and not, made connections I never could have expected and as such, took step one, which is often the hardest to take. Were there moments where the artist formerly known as myself left my mind drift to panic mode? Of course. There were a handful of days where I’d frantically click the LinkedIn apply button on repeat, sending my resume into a dark hole of online apps in a land far far away. I’d come out of it though - the dark place- pick my head back up again and dance on down the road. In talking to people and reconnecting with others, I picked up a few clients, a sales gigs, and even a production assistant gig, to name a few.  Each one served a purpose and led me somewhere that I wouldn’t have gone, to people I wouldn’t have met.

Things started to make sense. Connections between people, places, companies began to illuminate in seemingly disconnected hemispheres of my life. I started to see the light at the end of the tunnel - see something that what I wanted to be part of. A few almost-right opportunities came and went but then one surfaced and well- as they say, when you know, you know. A company working passionately to evolve the healthcare space in more ways than I can dream to explain in this blog post, showed up at my front door. They were looking for me as much as I them - and well, the rest is history. PokitDok is pretty much exactly what I hoped and dreamed of, and mind, you, in an industry I never would have expected. I am completely confident in saying that I would never have arrived where I am had steps 1-106 not happened exactly as they did. What’s the moral of the story? You as a person are the sum of your unique individual experiences- so HAVE THEM! Look up. Be open. Experience the world as if you have no idea what tomorrow will bring because, guess what - you don’t.

Read the full post Here

I scream, you scream, we all scream for WINE-CREAM.

The sky has fallen, fat ladies are singin' a slurry tune, pigs are flying everywhere - the wonderful world in which we live just invented, you guessed it, wine ice cream - aka wine cream. It's not just wine flavored ice cream - that would be unnecessary and potentially gross - it's 5% alcohol ice cream in the following delightful flavors: Cherry Merlot, Chocolate Cabernet, Peach White Zinfandel, Port, Red Raspberry Chardonnay, Riesling & Spice (the recently launched holiday flavor). The branding is clean, cute and something I sure as hell can get behind.

This 60 year old gem of an ice cream shop became a 100% female run business out of upstate New York in early 2013 - and well, women everywhere (with access to wine cream) are stoked on it.

Join the other some 11k fans on Facebook for updates galore. I'm still a smidge unclear on their ability to ship though their Facebook comments seem to suggest they do. I suppose shipping - on dry ice - may be expensive though so stay tuned on developments of that nature.

In the mean time, peruse cute pics below and imagine the wonder that will come from wine cream drunk.



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How ClassPass Quickly Became my San Francisco Tour Guide & BFF

When move day comes to a close and you finally have your sheets on, ketchup and wine in the fridge, and have successfully located your corner store - what comes next to find some semblance of normalcy in your newly wild, crazy, uncertain life? You find your gym. #duh. I tried to find mine that first day in San Francisco just over a month ago- and walked the 2 miles to the closest 24 Hour Fitness. Now, I'm not saying all 24 Hours are foul - but this one was. From the squish of the treadmill belt and the thick chlorine aroma of the indoor pool, to the gray hue'd gym goers and the uber sketch strip mall location... I was depressed. After running a sad run at what I'm very sure was slower than the 7mph speed the machine read, I trudged home.


It was in that moment, that my luck changed and my love affair with ClassPass began. With a $1 for all of October offer, ClassPass offered me a beautifully user friendly experience, easy to tweak filters to fit my schedule and access to killer boutique fitness studios in San Francisco. You can attend 3 classes per studio, per month, reserve ahead of time and as such, try so.many.activities. Of course the price went up to more than $1 - but take one yoga class a week and it more than pays for itself. #truth

Imagine my excitement.


It was then that I got the idea to use this gem of a product as a vehicle through which to learn the city. And that is precisely what I have done. From walks to SoMa for Barry's Bootcamp, and bus jaunts to the Marina for yoga, to Bikram sessions in the Mish and contortion classes at a rad place called Aspen Aerials, I've walked, skipped, and hopped around this city arguable more than most have after living here for years.


In a month, I've taken 27 classes and have four on the books pre Turkey Day- and yea, can now do that yoga pose above. As excited as I am to go home next week, I definitely thought with a twinge of sadness, about missing my new non-routine ClassPass routine while I'm gone.

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And then, they launched in San Diego.


So. Excited.

ClassPass Flex is live at kicking in:

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Talk about #growth.

Take a look at their interface. As you can see, it's super easy to narrow down what you want to do, where you want to do it, and what time's you're free. It also works seamlessly on mobile.

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Anyway, I best be off, I have a 3 o'clock Sculpt class near the Embarcadero. Live strong, ClassPass hard.