February 2, 2018


A year since the amazing opening on Feb 5, 2017, SYL's lease was not renewed. Unapologetically, our city of Seattle is ch ch ch changing ~ dramatically & quickly. As rents sky-rocket, the means to maintain independence and freedom are limited. Hence, I am cast off into the winds to find new grounds to seed and sow. I believe in the ever evolving harvest of personal empowerment and embodiment. With this BIG CHANGE comes sadness at the old passing away, but great anticipation and excitment by the amazing invitations that have called ON THE ROAD! I now have the opportunity to expand these offerings  beyond walls. This brings joy and gratitude to my heart.

So where is SYL going? 
On the Road, Jack Kerouach style. There are journeys unfolding and the call of the wild within.

Despite the unexpected "kick upward," the work of SYL carries on. I'll be hosted at studios and healing centers across the country and in Europe, taking students to Hot Springs Ranch and India, holding special Yoga for Healers and Empowerment programs. Opportunities abound and I am taking them. It's time to scatter the seeds to the wind.

I hope you will find me this year for more sacred  journeys that will take you to a new level of living from your spirit.





Don't miss the last workshop in the current Queen Anne location, New Years Vision Quest Yoga Ceremony, this Sunday January 21st 9:30-12:00. Classes complete on January 31st. 
 As I embrace yet another unexpected change, I am inspired to sing one of my favorite life anthems by David Bowie as my life as teacher, guide, healer takes a new turn~


Take a dive back into Bowie's master piece

I still don't know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Everytiime I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test.

Turn and face the strange
Don't want to be a richer man
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time

I watch the ripples change their size 
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds,
Are immune to your consultations
they're quite aware of what they're going through

Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace I'm going through


Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace I'm going through

Pretty soon now your're gonna get older
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
I said that time may change me
But I can't trace time

~David Bowie

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