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As we approach the threshold of a new year, it's an opportune time for reflection, renewal, and setting intentions for the journey ahead. For many of us, practicing yoga transcends the physical; it's a gateway to inner peace, mindfulness, and spiritual alignment. An integral part of this practice is creating a sacred space—a yoga altar—that serves as a sanctuary for setting intentions, fostering gratitude, and manifesting our aspirations.

This past week, I celebrated my climbing birthday. Or in other words, it’s been exactly one year since I took up rock climbing as my new hobby. Naturally, I started thinking back to where I was a year before that. The answer? On my couch.

As I anticipate heading to Stanley, Idaho to spend another summer at Idaho Rocky Mountain Ranch (where I’ll be teaching yoga), I thought it’d be fun to reflect on three of my favorite hikes in the Sawtooth Mountains, a range that is a part of the Rocky Mountains in Central Idaho.

When I tell people 90% of what I own in the world is parked right outside, I’m not kidding. Aside from a few boxes at my dad’s house and some items friends are caring for, everything resides in my RAV4 that I live out of. When I sold my house in May of 2021, I also got rid of a four-bedroom house plus basement full of things.

It makes you really think about what you need and what you use. It makes you think closely about every new item that you bring into your life—is it worth the space it takes up?

When I think back on my week in Arizona, I think in terms of numbers. Miles hiked, vertical feet climbed, pints of ice cream, and, had I counted them, number of tissues used. While the first part of my trip involved rejuvenation, the second half found me with strep throat and a cold virus. I got a whole new experience while living on the road: traveling while sick. Those that know me best, however, will know that this couldn’t possibly slow me down.

Most people go to Las Vegas to gamble, drink, or see a show. But there’s also a big population of us that go there for nothing the city can offer: rock climbing. While I was able to climb a couple of different places during my week in Vegas, my favorite by far was the day I got to sport climb “Big Bad Wolf.”

You’ve heard it said before that you’re the star of your own movie. But lately, I’ve been thinking about the different roles we play in each other’s movies. In some people’s story, I’m the hero. I’m the best friend, the inspirational one. In another person’s story, I’m the villain. I’ve made the wrong choices; I’m not worth the time. And in another’s, I’ve barely made it to the credit scroll at the end. Most likely credited as “woman on social media” instead of a character name.