I just got back from Minnesota yesterday, and I'm happy to be home, but I miss the North!
I didn't do too much in St. Paul (besides hang out with relatives--my grandma is kind of a badass), but then my cousin, Kayla, and I drove up to Grand Marais, and that's where I felt like magic.
I used to hide behind a nickname. My real name felt too real, felt too fiery, too strong.
If you know me, then you know I'm in love with yoga. I usually practice heated power vinyasa once or twice a day. Though I love this style (I sweat, and feel like I'm getting a great workout), it's not always healthy for my "Pitta" dosha. As a pitta, I already have a "fiery" and hot nature, so practicing heated power yoga so often can get to me. Because of this abundance of heat, I started to practice cooling, moon salutations.