It gets better every time ✨💛🫠🫶🏻Melty musical magic and this time with @makingmollymoves manifesting the flow 🌊✨💛🙏🏻 and omg these photos are magnificent @plaughrey 🤯🤯💛✨🙏🏻
There’s nothing like it✨🙏🏻
See you tomorrow evening for our magical monthly ritual ✨
Musical Massage Flow, this Sunday @ 6:30pm. Tickets on our website.
Much love to @plaughrey for these beautiful shots 💖
#sarasota #sarasotayoga #sarasotamassage #sarasotalivemusic
2025.03.08
On Saturday morning, I received an unexpected invitation—a simple text from a friend asking if I wanted to help clean up a park. It was a small gesture, yet it carried an unexpected weight.
It’s so easy to fall into reclusive habits,. Not out of a conscious choice, but more as a slow retreat inward. Isolation can creep in that way—disguising itself as comfort, as self-sufficiency. But the body, like the mind, longs for connection. Even when we don’t realize it, even when we resist.
So I went.
The day was beautiful. The work was simple. There was no grand transformation—just movement, fresh air, hands on trash grabbers, the presence of others. The whole experience contributing to something I didn’t know I needed.
What stayed with me most was not the act of picking up trash, but the quiet medicine of being thought of. The reminder that connection is always within reach—but sometimes, we need to be invited back to it.
If someone has been on your mind, reach out. Extend the invitation. We heal in community, not in isolation.
Letting go isn’t something that you can force. It’s not a big, dramatic moment—it happens slowly and just beneath your awareness.
It’s washing dishes and realizing I don’t have to replay old conversations in my head. It’s stepping outside and feeling the sun on my face instead of carrying the weight of what should have been. The soft purr of my cat curled up next to me and remembering that not everything needs to be figured out to be good.
I used to think letting go meant losing something. Now I’m starting to see it as making space. For what’s real. For what’s here. For the quiet kind of happiness that doesn’t need to be chased—it just needs to be noticed.
#LettingGo #FindingJoy #LifeAsItIs
10.19.2024
I was blessed with a visit from my brother and my mother. Having them here meant more to me than I can fully express. Since moving to to Denver from Boulder, there have been so many moments of feeling untethered—rebuilding my life from the ground up, figuring out what home even means anymore. But showing them around Denver, sharing pieces of the life I’ve been creating, filled me with a deep sense of pride and joy. It was a reminder that even in the midst of change, I’m not alone.
On their last day here, I took them out to Morrison. We hiked the trails near Red Rocks, bundled up in warm flannel jackets, the crisp fall air making each breath feel fresh and alive. The landscape stretched before us, vast and steady, mirroring something I’ve been trying to cultivate in myself—resilience, groundedness, presence.
There was something so simple yet profound about just being together, walking side by side, no rush, no expectations. Just us, the quiet beauty of the mountains, and the unspoken comfort of family. It’s moments like these that remind me of who I am and what matters most to me.
With camera work there is a never ending challenge to capture the feeling of a moment.
It’s what drives me to grab the camera in the first place, and the idea helps me be present and aware of what’s around me in the moment.
A brief conversation between friends, lovers bonding over a moment, the joy of a dog catching a ball, running your fingers through his soft fur feeling the residual warmth from the afternoon sun.
These moments are so fleeting that in a week not a single person in these images will remember exactly what happened, but they will remember how they felt.
How do you decide if a moment is important to you or not, and does that make it worth capturing?
2024.10.06
Impromptu visit from @alexramos8485
We haven’t seen each other in years but I was able to host him during a layover from DIA.
Wonderful company, conversation, and coffee
Can’t wait to meet up again with you my good sir.
2024.09.15
Bethana Neighbor photo dump
Extraordinarily grateful for the community I stumbled across on my move to Washington Park.
Each human has been a wonderful pillar of support as we all do our best to maneuver through life.
