New season, new classes, new prices...

 Over 400 people showed up for yoga in Prospect Park with Jyll this summer!

Over 400 people showed up for yoga in Prospect Park with Jyll this summer!

Well, it’s about that time again - newsletter time... I get all in my feelings when I have to write these damn things. It’s such a mind fuck. I’m not quite sure why it gets me in a way... As I swallow the bitter pill, let’s get uncomfortable to get comfortable. I’m not a writer, but I do enjoy sharing. Sometimes I overextend the share. Hell, I would prefer to release my shit, instead of holding on to all of it. Soooooo, here we go! 

I’m currently at the beach, trying to keep my senses through the heatwave. I have sand in every crevasse of my body. It puts me in the mind of teaching lately in this heat, with the sweat being like sand. Sand and sweat the same bedfellows in my head. Yet on the flip side, in a month this won’t be a problem... unfortunately! 

Autumn, the season of change is right around the corner. 

Summer is my heart, but I’m a fan of the Fall. The crispness in the air, the leaves changing. Oh, a cute wrap. Fall is cute!!!  As most of you know, I took my first born to Bard College a few weeks ago. Oh man, I wasn’t ready for all those tears, MINE! I know she will be fine, and she is so equipped for college. She is still my baby, and will forever BE! My heart ached. My left arm lost its range of motion. I haven’t practiced in weeks. The tears internally and externally would not stop. My acupuncturist explained to me that it was grief. Go figure! Now after some weeks, I’m shifting my gears, and moving forward. Her ancestors have her, as my ancestors have me! And I have shit to do.... 

The studio is thriving, and the only way that could happen is YOU! If you are reading this, you stepped in the door, and shared your energy in that space. From the bottom of my soul, I thank each and every one of you! I tend to think of the studio as the little train that could. I work for this shit! I’m not a trust fund kid. No one gave me money. My husband ain’t rich. I don’t have investors....etc etc etc.  What I do have is a dream. I wanted this and worked my ass off to get it here. I have these AMAZING angels around me - you know who you are. Absolutely, I have moments when I can’t pull my shit together, and I feel like throwing in the towel. But those amazing angels/tribe let me know, Don’t even try it. I GOT THIS SHIT!

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I’m learning to practice what I kindly suggest. I’m asking for help. If I can’t do it all, it’s fine. Surrender is sweet! I have to be kind to myself. I have to slow the fuck down! Rome wasn’t built overnight. With that being said, the studio is spreading its wings! We are currently planning to expand both our studio space and offerings in 2019.

I have fought tooth and nail to keep the prices reasonable for 6 years. This is my community and I want to always to keep the doors open, but I also have to keep the lights on. I've heard it for years and it was a challenge to accept, but it's finally time to raise our class prices so we can continue to serve this awesome community and grow in new ways for you all in the coming year.