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Little Stories of My Life

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Tree pose with my tree friend. Call him Larch. 🍂

Do hard things. Don't die.

Hard things are the peanut butter to my jam (I like them a lot 🤭).

This weekend, I climbed over 1,000 feet of elevation in 2 miles (& back) with more than 50lb on my back. The weekend we took this picture, we climbed +3,000 feet & hiked over 15 miles - camping in freezing temperatures.

My usual perspective when it comes to doing hard things is that once you do them, they get easier.

Which is why my experience substituting @lacykemp at @bellinghamtreehouseyoga the last several months has been a new one.

Lacy asked me in the springtime if I had taught yoga before (I had not) & if I might substitute during her travels.

I thought about it for a day & decided: why not?

There are a lot of reasons to “why not” when it comes to doing hard things. Hard things are… well, hard, you know? They make us uncomfortable.

I said yes & waves of “I can do this!” & “oh shit what am I doing!” spun me through a few emotional wash cycles. 😃😵‍💫😊😳😁🤮

I prepared & over-prepared. I let it consume me. I.. did not handle the unknown super well.

I showed up. I stepped into my confident shoes. I led a flow.

I survived. I didn’t die. I did a hard thing.

The story of doing hard things is evergreen because that was 2 seasons ago, & I still get nervous every time. Even though I coach regularly, there’s something about leading yoga that terrifies me.

A few weeks ago, Lacy asked me again. This time, something shifted. I let go of perfectionism & focused on creating a flow from a place of ease. I decided: I'll create a flow based on what *I* need right now.

Rather than being consumed by stress the entire day, I trusted myself to hold space & lead from a place of confidence. 

I had enough consistency under my belt - proof that I wouldn’t die - that I had finally built a foundation of trust with myself. My body would lead the way - connecting playful movements to explore creativity in motion. 

Which is to say: Sometimes things don't get easier right away. That doesn't mean that you should stop trying. 

Leaning toward challenges is where we grow. 

👕 @lululemon x @myinnerfire x @keen
📸 @bmschrad
I believe in magic. And love. Both vulnerable, bot I believe in magic. And love. Both vulnerable, both delicate in the world we live in.

My belief in magic is one of the things I love most about myself, & one of the easiest to become polluted by external variables. I have to be aligned on purpose to protect it. It persists. I always come back to my witchy ways. 

Just as there wouldn’t be a world without love, the world would be incredibly bleak without magic. 

I used to be afraid that the world would harden me, & though I have come face to face with demons countless times, my belief system stubbornly stands tall. 

It’s with that stubbornness that I believe that: 

🌱 Every single person has seeds of possibility planted inside of themselves.

When we water and fertilise those seeds, our lives bloom into our dreams.

But, more often than not - we don’t know what fertiliser we need, how frequent a watering, how porous our soil, the saturation of sunshine. Before we can nurture our roots to facilitate growth, we must turn our attention inward with curiosity.

What flower am I?

Yes, we can all work our asses off to eventually “Bloom where you are planted,” but if we turn our gaze inward we might bring a few nuggets of wisdom to the surface, inviting more ease into the process.

When we turn our gaze inward, we empower ourselves with information. We stop aimlessly throwing spaghetti at walls to see what will stick, & find out what actually works for us.

With focused attention & powerful questions backed by curiosity, we take back our lives to shape them as we want. 

Hint: finding your magical ingredients may look nothing like you were told, or match those around you.

Perhaps you’ve been a succulent raised in the rainforest, or a wisteria told you were supposed to bloom into a lilac. You’ve been overwatered or underexposed to sunlight, missing vital nutrients to make your colors truly pop - simply because you never knew what would make those seeds of possibility explode into bursts of color.

When we slow down, we create space to practice cultivating authenticity to then curate lives lived fully on purpose.

Where can you hit pause today?

🌸 me tied & shot by @bmschrad 
🌱 flower vision by me
🪢 from @lahtnor
New recipe, just in time for soup season! Roaste New recipe, just in time for soup season! 

Roasted Heirloom Tomato Soup, inspired by the 2lb boxes at @traderjoes 🍅

I’ve made plenty of tomato soup - a childhood favourite when served with a toasty grilled cheese sandwich (pre-paleo life 😉). Most recipes include cream, or a coconut cream substitute as a lactose-free replacement… buuuuut…. This one is super creamy without any cream-like substance added. 

If you are one of the 0.05% of the population that reads stories that go with recipes, I also share a bit about one of the biggest lessons I’ve been learning integrating into the US after living in Europe most of the past decade: breaking the pattern of hopping on planes, and sitting through the discomfort of unhappiness… facilitating transformation and growth in ways I was stunting with constant uprooting. 

And if you’re not one of those 0.05%… keep scrolling for the delicious recipe at the end! 🤤 

Lincoln bio. 🎩

#tomatosoup #paleorecipes #bhameats #bhamfood #theartofplating #theartofslowliving #soupseason
Pleasure is a practice. 🧘🏼‍♀️ One of Pleasure is a practice. 🧘🏼‍♀️

One of the foundational pillars I live and coach, is the pillar of Pleasure. We often associate pleasure with a shared se🥨ual experience, but it can be a solo adventure - and one that extends beyond the sheets. 

For some, pleasure is food. For others, dry brushing the skin. Inhaling deep breaths of mountain air. Feeling dewy grass beneath naked feet. 

Pleasure, to me, is synonymous with a poetic approach to life: feeling into small details saturated in full presence. 

Coming back beneath the sheets: pleasure is a practice. Conventional relationships are widely built on a narrative that we need to turn each other on, when in fact it’s our responsibility to turn ourselves on. If we can’t build arousal from within, how can we expect our partner to? 

My pleasure blooms from alone time, solitude, nature, and self-care rituals. 

I notice the power of potency most when the practice is neglected. Mirror work, gua sha, dry brushing, journaling, , self-tying Shibari sessions with myself, quiet walks in the woods. They all add up to non-negotiable maintenance in nurturing the relationship with myself. 

Neglect looks like a fully booked schedule, distractions, holding my breath… eventually leading to a bone-deep numbness and swift evacuation from my body. 

Bringing alone time and intentional touch into my practice is a loving invitation back into my body - which is why I love Foria products. 

Awaken Arousal oil encourages a deeper surrender to the self, and activates the senses one layer deeper with a delicious scent of cinnamon (it’s edible too 😉). 

And with that… 

Announcing!! I’m now an ambassador for my favourite sensual wellness company, @foriawellness 😍

Use “SAVANNAHWISHART20” for a discount 👉🏻 https://get.aspr.app/SH9h5 

#wellnessproducts #dahlialove #productphotoshoot #foria
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Roadtrip from California to Yellowstone NP.

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