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    <title>YOGA NYLA BLOG - Yoga Nyla</title>
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      <title>A Love Letter to Yoga Nyla</title>
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      <description>“The first time I came to Yoga Nyla, I missed class entirely—and still knew 
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Studio manager Mariah June shares her deeply personal story of loss, love, 
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         The first time I came to the studio, I showed up 30 minutes late. I’d confused it with the downtown location and missed class entirely. I remember sitting in my car after that — sobbing. Not a tear or two. Full-body, can’t-catch-your-breath sobs.
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         Something deep cracked open. After years of feeling disconnected from yoga and from community, my body knew before my mind did: I had found home. I came back the next day. Took class. And I’ve been coming ever since. This space — the heat, the floors, the walls that hold us — is sacred to me.
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         I’m someone who lives in my head, light and airy, pulled in a hundred directions. They call the wind Mariah, and that’s always felt true. I tend to drift. Disappear with a shift in the breeze. But this studio grounds me. It calls me back to my body, again and again.
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         Since that first class, my whole life has moved through these walls.
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         In 2019, I practiced on my wedding day.
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         In 2020, I practiced on Zoom.
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         In 2021, I stayed connected here when nearly every other relationship in my life fell apart.
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         In 2022, I practiced through the grief of our stillborn son.
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         And in 2023 I practiced as long as I could while carrying our rainbow baby — the one this community has loved so openly, generously, sweetly.
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         This space and my life are inextricably linked.
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         You may know me as the studio manager — the one behind the schedule, the emails, the events. But underneath all of that is this: I love this place with my whole heart. It’s held me through everything. And everything I do here — every class I promote, every caption I write, every time I open my mouth to teach — is for you.
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         I want you to feel what I felt that first day.
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         Welcome. Wonder. Belonging.
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         And maybe, if the timing’s right, something you didn’t even know you needed.
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         Thanks for being part of it. Whether we’ve shared a sweaty corner of the room or just a wave in passing — I’m really glad you’re here.
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         In deep gratitude,
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      <pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2025 21:25:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Yoga For Transformation</title>
      <link>http://www.yoganyla.com/yoga-for-when-youre-not-okay</link>
      <description>Not feeling “okay”? You’re not alone.

Years ago, I showed up to a 4:30 AM Kundalini class in the middle of a very 
hard time — worn down, unsure, struggling. I didn’t have to be perfect. I 
just showed up.

Yoga met me there, exactly as I was.

If you think you have to be “in a good mood” to practice, think again. Come 
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         Many years ago, I saw an advertisement for a Kundalini yoga event that caught my attention. At the time, I didn’t practice Kundalini regularly, but I felt a nudge from my soul to say yes.
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         The commitment was 40 days. The wake-up time was 4:30 AM. And I was not in a good place. I didn’t know if I could commit to that. I wanted to—but I wasn’t sure. I was in an unhealthy relationship and I didn’t have the strength to leave. I was drinking daily and using speed to suppress fear, hopelessness, and grief.
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         I didn’t do it perfectly. I missed many days, as you can imagine. But I went enough times to feel something shift. I can still remember some of those mornings as if they were yesterday. There were moments in that class when I could feel my soul talking to me.
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         One morning stands out. I felt love rise up in me—so powerfully, so tenderly—that I cried for a long time. I was longing to feel loved. And at that point in my life, I wasn’t loving myself.
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         That was a turning point.
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         That program changed my life for the better.
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         As many of you know, I am sober now. In healthy relationships.
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         This week, someone came into my class and apologized for not being in a good mood.
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         I told him I disagreed. That’s not what yoga asks of you.
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         Come exactly as you are. No mask. No mood requirements. Just a willingness to let something shift inside you.
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         That’s all it takes: A heart wide open for a transformation.
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      <title>There’s Something Different About Something Different</title>
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      <description>I didn’t want to go. I cried all the way there. But that one uncomfortable 
yes led me to something that changed my life and helped me find my voice. 
If you’ve been feeling the nudge to try something new, this is your sign.</description>
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    Some of the things coming up at Yoga Nyla have completely changed my life—and I don't say that lightly.
  


  
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    One of those life-changing experiences started in a way you might not expect.
    
  
    
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    The first time I experienced the Amherst Writers and Artists method, I didn’t even want to go. Two friends invited me, and honestly, it wasn’t my cup of tea. I would have 
    
  
    
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    At that point in my life, I was outwardly successful, but inside, I was struggling.
    
  
    
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    I wasn’t speaking to my dad. My personal relationships were messy. I felt stuck and overwhelmed. I actually cried the entire way to that first workshop.
  


  
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    The instructor was warm and encouraging. No pressure. No expectations. Just a safe space to show up exactly as I was.
  


  
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    But as the weeks went by and I kept writing straight from the heart, that anger softened. It gave way to sadness. Then to hope. Then to love.
    
  
    
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    It was like a continuous release—a way to finally hear myself, in a way that talking never allowed.
  


  
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    Through that process, I found my voice.
    
  
    
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    Today, I’m a published author. And I know for sure: if I hadn’t taken that leap, if I hadn’t trusted that uncomfortable invitation, I never would have written a book.
  


  
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    And that’s what I hope for you this summer season.
  


  
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    At Yoga Nyla, there are so many opportunities opening up right now. So many ways to spend a little extra time with yourself, outside of life’s usual distractions. And it doesn’t matter which program you choose. It’s not about learning to teach Yin Yoga or winning a Pulitzer Prize. It’s about giving yourself the chance to discover something new within you.
  


  
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    And you never know when the teachings you pick up will ripple out into the world—whether it’s in a conversation with a colleague, a loved one, or even a stranger at a local café.
  


  
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    So if something on our schedule catches your eye—even if it feels a little outside your comfort zone—I encourage you to go for it. Try something different. Be brave enough to meet a new version of yourself.
  


  
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      <description>Yoga begins for all kinds of reasons—but what matters is how it transforms 
you. In this heartfelt reflection, Diana shares her personal evolution 
through the practice and reminds us that the gift of yoga is always 
available, no matter where we begin.</description>
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    I remember being a young yoga teacher and hearing a story that brought tears to my eyes. It was about two yoga students practicing with their teacher in India. They told him that millions of people were practicing yoga in America but were doing it for the wrong reasons. They said to their teacher that Americans were doing yoga to get a tighter butt and to look better in their yoga pants.   The teacher started crying. The students thought he was crying because of what they said, and he was, but not the reason they thought.   He was crying from joy. He said, "It doesn't matter why they start practicing yoga; if they forget who they are, they will remember."  
  


  
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    I will never forget this story and how it made me feel the first time I heard it. I heard it at a time when I forgot who I was or simply didn't know yet. I also remember this story today because this week, I was talking to a friend about why people practice yoga. It seemed like my friend had an opinion like the yoga students in the above story. I challenged her opinion and said, " Maybe it doesn't matter why people begin the practice." 
  


  
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    When I started practicing yoga at age twenty-two, I was trying to escape how I was feeling and used the practice to escape. I was trying to feel better. Like any escape, It eventually stopped making me feel better; instead, I felt worse. Twenty-five years later, I can truthfully say that I practice for the opposite reason I did at age twenty-two. I practice to feel everything. I practice to lean in. I practice to connect and feel myself as I am.  
  


  
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    Is my experience now enhanced because I also knew the opposite? Yes, I believe it is. When I started practicing yoga, I thought it was downward-facing dog and Warrior One. Today, I believe that yoga is what you do while you are in downward-facing dog. I  am deeply passionate about yoga and using the practice to connect with myself because I know the pain of disconnection. 
  


  
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    As we are coming up on Yoga Nyla's final days for our introductory special of 4 weeks for $40, I ask you to invite someone to join you in this gift of practice.   
  


  
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      <title>The Remover of Obstacles</title>
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      <description>Sometimes, the answers we seek come not from a teacher—but through the 
connection between teacher and student. In this moving reflection, Diana 
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    There is a saying in Zen, " If a teacher cannot bow to her students, she cannot bow to God."   Many people think a student finds an answer from a teacher; however, a teacher often sees an answer through the student. As this teaching conveys, we are all the student AND the teacher. 
  


  
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    I've been thinking all week about what to write to you, and until this morning, I still wasn't sure what I would say. After I taught my 6 AM class, a student approached me, looked me straight in the eye with deep sincerity, and said, "I needed to hear everything you said today." She squeezed my hand in a way that felt like a hug. 
  


  
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    Please take a deep breath with me and feel it while you bring some of your attention to your forehead center. This is your third eye, the space where you gain or lose strength by your capacity to use wisdom, or long sight. Clear sight. Although sometimes difficult, the following teaching is worth the practice and the consistent and honest assessment. 
  


  
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    This may not make sense, literally, but symbolically, it holds the answer. What he is saying here is not that the world outside of you doesn't exist. He is saying that nothing outside of you has power over you, unless you give it power. You get to decide what has power over you or not.  
  


  
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    The word guru means remover of darkness. This teaching reminds you that nothing outside of you has power over you, unless you give it power. Often, people look outside themselves for the answers, yet you are the only one who can see them. If you can only see the guru outside of you, kill the guru.  
  


  
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      <description>What if the key to self-confidence isn’t getting it right, but showing up 
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    When I first started my self-esteem coaching business as a side gig four years ago, I chose to work with ONLY young women ages 15-18.  While promoting my program Strong Girls, numerous women in their 30s, 40s, and 50s wrote to me that they wished I was doing a program for them. There was so much interest that I had to say yes, so I designed Strong Women. About a year later, I simultaneously wrote a book on the process and opened my program to men and young men. 
  


  
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    I love working with ALL these people. I have learned so much from all of them, and I am thrilled that I didn't limit myself or the program to one group of humans. Each individual is rich with potential to grow and change, and each person's journey is so unique.  
  


  
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    One of the great joys of working with young people is that when I ask them questions about self-confidence, they simply say what they believe to be true. They don't know some of the answers, and they don't pretend to know. I'm not saying that adults always pretend, but sometimes adults know the answer but struggle with integration. Adults know the answers consciously, but don't know how to stop their unconscious patterns. They need support to help themselves see where they are stuck and learn tools and steps to get the answers.
  


  
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    One day I was working with a 15-year-old boy who came to me with the desire to have more confidence. In our session, I asked him, "How do you build self-confidence?" I waited for his answer as he spoke up sincerely and responded, "By not messing up."  I looked at him and nodded my head as I understood, and I could tell he was sincere.
  


  
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    I reminded him of our conversation's importance because he had so much time to change those answers. He was expressing to me what I see in so many of us - adults and teenagers alike. I myself had both consciously and unconsciously believed this for years. The belief is that validation is found outside of ourselves, in other people's opinions or our performance. 
  


  
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    This belief is, of course, a fallacy. The truth is that self-esteem is found in our character. My client and I talked about many things that day, and I could tell he understood why it was not a great idea to put the power of our self-esteem in the hands of others. The road to self-esteem is complex, but the formula is simple; I told him, "Self-confidence is built by keeping promises to ourselves."
  


  
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      <pubDate>Wed, 11 Sep 2024 15:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>There Are No Bad Feelings</title>
      <link>http://www.yoganyla.com/no-bad-feelings</link>
      <description>When we judge or hide our emotions, we disconnect from our truth. In this 
honest, grounded story, Diana reminds us that every feeling deserves 
space—and that real strength comes from choosing to stay with ourselves, no 
matter what arises.</description>
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    I quietly walked into an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting last week, sat down, took a deep breath, and started processing what was happening inside my heart and mind. There was a lot in there, and in that moment I needed the space. 
  


  
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    "What is the look on your face?"
  


  
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    I was thinking about something that brought up both fear and sadness inside of me, so I looked at my friend and said, "I'm processing some feelings."
  


  
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    The meeting began and then ended as we circled and held hands. I stood next to the same man, and he looked at me and said, "You know Diana, you are a lot prettier with a smile on your face than that look you have today."  
  


  
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    I know his intention was good, but it felt like he had crossed a boundary with me. I looked at him and said, "No, please do not say that to me. That belief and that mindset are exactly why we need to be in this room in the first place. There is no such thing as a bad or wrong feeling. So I choose myself in this moment, and I will move through this; 
  


  
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    What you don't express, you will feel as anxiety. 
  


  
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    The yoga practice is a tool that teaches you how to stay connected to yourself through any obstacle. In the moment you run away from what you are feeling, you no longer belong to yourself. 
  


  
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    There is no such thing as a bad feeling.
  


  
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