I posted the above on the social medias last week.  For a while I’ve felt like my dreams have been growing and flourishing, no pestilence to disturb.

I’ve noticed throughout my sobriety that a funk or dark mood can be kickstarted by just one tiny thought.  I may try to ignore it but the thought or idea won’t go away.  

My friend from teacher training asked if I wanted to go to Portland to go to a studio.  I was psyched.  Now that I have a home practice down, I haven’t felt the need to go to any classes.  I didn’t realize how much I was counting on it till I hit a wall of traffic on the freeway.  I stayed on for a good while but it was just creeping at an inch’s pace, L.A. style.  I called my friend and told her I couldn’t make it.  I was devastated.

I ended up on the back roads by Lake Oswego sobbing.  As much as I preach about support, showing weakness, and having problems, I still try to act S T R O N G all the time.  I called my sponsor and left her a message.  My parents were very sweet and suggested other things.  I hit a wall though, I just stayed home.  

And later I felt better.  That thought had been dealt with.  The black fog lifted.  I had been making too high of expectations for myself, I was not accepting life on life’s terms.  I’m back on the beam now.  I’ve been going to a lot of meetings and spending more time with my sponsor.

I just love to dream.  I’m a dreamer and always have been.  It’s always good for me to stay anchored as well.

I may have an opportunity to do an apprenticeship at a studio.  I had applied and the owner said she only considers if someone has been teaching for at least a year.  I knew when teacher training was just a sparkle in my eye that a job wouldn’t be offered to me on a silver platter.  As long as I can balance it with everything else in my life, I want to do the apprenticeship. 

Pics of Memorial Park here in Wilsonville.  There are great hiking trails right on the river:


I tried to get H to play on the playground but he insisted on being obsessed with the bball & court.


And peach pick’in.  Fruit picking is a huge deal here, it’s pretty awesome to pick something and then go home and make something out of it.

So my dreams will no doubt morph into other dreams.  Some will come true and some won’t.  As long as I use the tools that have given me peace and hope thus far, I will be alright.

Sweetest dreams to you all &


Published by Liz Brower

I've practiced yoga since 2006, I stumbled into a class at my local gym. I didn't really "get" yoga, I wanted to do all of the poses to the max, I didn't focus on breathing, and I was very competitive. A year later I quit smoking and my mom purchased a three month unlimited to a local studio. I fell in love with yoga! Plus the metaphor was strong, my lungs began to repair, I could take really deep inhales without coughing! I later began to go to a free outdoor yoga classes in downtown Long Beach, CA that was also affiliated with a donation based studio. Yoga was fun, affordable, accessible, and outside! I loved it. I started practicing at home by myself. I started meditating. Right after I found the classes at the gym stopped drinking alchohol. My sobriety and yoga have intertwined ever since. They compliment each other amazingly and I am so grateful for them both. I stopped practicing yoga after getting pregnant and being caught up with the taking care of a newborn in 2013/2014. When he was 9 months old I realized that I really wanted to redirect myself back to yoga. I also had the seed planted in my mind while driving home from Christmas break, why don't you go do a yoga teacher training?! I started practicing yoga at a local studio and began scouring the internet for a teacher training program. I found Three Sisters Yoga, a lovely program, based out of NY & PDX. I was more than motivated to teach, I started teaching some free yoga in the summer of 2015 at a local park. I continued after that with an internship at the same studio I had signed back up with at the beginning of the year. I quit my day job. I hit the pavement, scouring for yoga gigs that would hire a newbie. I found a job and began to teach! Now I am navigating the great balance of being a single mom, a yoga teacher, and doing my best to trust my higher power with my future. I love to teach and practice vinyasa, but also know what it's like to be drawn to slower types of yoga due to injury or body type. I feel a special affinity for yoga new comers and like to teach practice at all different levels. Thank you for taking time to read a little more about me and I wish all of you the best in your own individual yoga practice. ~Namaste!

2 thoughts on “OF DREAMS & SUCH

  1. Love the photos. … And awesome you for reaching out to people and asking for help when you were at a low point. Wow! So great. Letting you be my guide on that front. … Keep us posted on the apprenticeship. It sounds like a great opportunity if all works out logistically.

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