My second winter in Florida turned out to be my breaking point. I've bounced back to Seattle so many times since my move in July 2017, never staying away for more than a few months. Seattle is where most of my family and friends are, but there also lives a sincere desire for its streets, air, lakes and mountains. Some unseen force keeps pulling me back like a magnet. The other truth I came to realize by leaving is just how much support I have from the Seattle yoga community and how much I miss you.

Sending you shimmering sunsets from Sayulita. This land stole my heart when I first encountered it 17 years ago on a jungle tour. Many years later, I still love exploring its quieter beaches, peaks and petroglyphs with fellow adventurers. The ability to share love for places, poses, and people is the foundation of everything I care about. Thank you for being part of a conversation that fosters exploration, growth, and compassion.

As I write these words Sienna the dog is hiding from fireworks, my man and his cover band are playing 90's rock at a bar where everyone smokes indoors like it's still 1994. Florida, you're funny. 2018 is turning into 2019 and all the plans I made are coming to life. I'm happy to be at home listening to Coltrane, preparing for a trip that puts me on the road for the first three months of 2019. It's a lot. I'm a good packer, but I'm going everywhere: FL-SEA-MEX-SEA-BALI-SEA-FL.

Wake up to unfamiliar birdsongs, remembering all you have to do today is some yoga while soaking in the beauty of this place, dine on delicious foods, and share the company of funny, kind, and interesting people.