According to Caroline Myss, we’ve entered into an age of individuality. Within this age of individuality we’ve lost the ability to acknowledge that we are all sacred BEINGS. As we continue to lack awareness that we are all sacred, we’ve become the most arrogant civilization of all time- she’s talking about the post nuclear timeframe.

Arrogance. Egoism. The burning need to be right. Our inability to surrender. Constant optimism. Constant pessimism. Divorce. Polyamory. Afraid to hear and face our truth. On and on and on.

She just might be right.

I had to sit with this for a moment. Like Myss, I’ve been observing human behavior since I can remember. I am very aware of it, including (especially) my own. All the time. It’s exhausting. My Mom always used to say to me, “Liz, just relax! Why do you have to think so deeply all the time?” Little did I know as a kid that my path is to seek. To seek truth. To seek wisdom. To seek knowledge. To seek relationship. To seek meaning. To seek purpose. To seek adventure. Today I now understand it is my sacred contract.

Since I’ve embarked on a wild journey of discovering truth, it’s not been easy…and quite frankly it’s been messy and incredibly uncomfortable. At times I feel an overwhelming sense of anxiety especially when I’m among others who oppose their own journey to truth.

As Caroline says, we enjoy being in our darkness because it’s familiar and we can control it better. Facing our truth, delving into our light, means stepping into our greatest self. And that seems to scare people the most.

How did we get to this place? This place where living a lie is more comfortable than just being honest? This place where we feel we have to prove ourselves to be liked? To be accepted? To feel worthy?
How did we get to a place where relationships are treated like a passing cloud? Like what we contribute in the evolution to each others soul is less important than what each can offer in life to our physical needs? How do couples get to a place where they can’t even communicate to each other anymore? How have we lost our way from honoring the sacred? What we can learn from each other? What we can learn from the wisdom within ourselves?

The more I understand my own truth, the more I realize that it’s the key to unlocking access to my soul. It’s scary. It’s scary because I don’t know how to live in that sacred space. God knows I’m imperfectly perfect. All of us are. The world I’d love to create for myself, is one where realism trumps optimism and pessimism. That we all recognize how sacred we are. That beyond our face, our eyes, our body is a soul within that is waiting (patiently) for us to realize our greatest potential. Our truth.

I’m headed to Japan to teach a YogaWorks Teacher Training and I’m so excited! Yet another adventure on my path to seek my truth.

Hope you are well wherever you are. Know that YOU are sacred.

Much love,
Liz Terry

“Discomfort brings engagement and change. Discomfort means you’re doing something that others were unlikely to do, because they’re hiding out in the comfortable zone.”
~ Seth Godin

Liz looking over Bali

Life. It’s uncomfortable. We’re born into a process that we’re rarely ever prepared for. We do our best to make the most out of whatever life has planned for us. This process is an ongoing pursuit of anticipating and improvising each and every turn. Every event. Every emotion. Every relationship. And as we do so, we grow. According to many great spiritual teachers out there, if we don’t take an honest look at ourselves (at our strengths and weaknesses, our pitfalls and successes), and be willing to shift what no longer serves us- on a constant basis- we’re not stepping out of our comfort zone. Stepping into our discomfort is the process of Yoga.

In order to grow, we must be willing to endure discomfort. And when I say endure. I mean FEEL it. Explore it. Evaluate it. Discomfort can be physical, mental, emotional and spiritual. As I mentioned above, in order to grow and evolve we must be willing to take an honest look at ourselves. And this can often be the most uncomfortable feeling of all.

When it comes to fear and discomfort, my greatest strength lies in physically challenging myself. Through rock climbing, ice climbing, scuba diving, sky diving etc. it’s relatively easy for me to engage in and challenge myself. Because I’ve been able to step into my discomfort on many occasions on a physical level, I’ve learned to trust myself and trust that this physical discomfort is guiding me into my greatest “physical” potential.

When it comes to delving deeply into my spiritual self, I’ve unconsciously (but willingly) stepped into my discomfort of facing my own daemons. It’s been a very challenging process, and still is. As a witness I continue to learn about the thoughts and actions that hold me back. The behaviors that block me in relationships. The patterns that hinder me from stepping into my greatest Self. I’ve witnessed a few behaviors that habitually keep me in the status quo. Although I understand my unhealthy habits, it’s still difficult for me to transcend what holds me back.

The greatest challenge of discomfort for me above all else is revealing my truth to others especially if I feel disconnected from them. Honesty is one of my greatest values and characteristics, but when push comes to shove, if I don’t feel safe to be open I often shy away from doing so. The thought of being judged numbs me to the point of stagnation. This is where my work lies. I’m someone who’s never caved to peer pressure, but being completely vulnerable and intimate with those I’m closest to (especially if they’ve upset me) is somehow my greatest area of growth potential. And I’m terrified. Yoga has guided me into this awareness…now, I wonder, where do I go from here?

And so it is. Acceptance that life will bring discomfort is the key to unlocking the truth about ourselves. Exploring discomfort is the doorway to transcendence. And forgiveness toward ourselves and others for doing the best we can on our crazy journey is our greatest breakthrough.

My journey is a testament to my own discomfort. Traveling the world on my own. Learning to own my mistakes. Taking responsibility for my actions and behaviors. Being a student of life. Every. Single. Day. All I know is that it’s not easy, but I’m doing the best I can. And I hope you are too.

Liz Terry

“If you’re searching for that one person who will change your life, take a look in the mirror.”

“Learning to love yourself is the greatest love of all.”
~Michael Masser

It’s a new year. 2017 offered a challenging perspective for many, including myself. Not only has my country endured one of the biggest reality checks we’ve had in my lifetime, I’ve had many changes that have challenged everything within me, including my values.

I don’t know about you, but I’m a very sensitive person who’s always seeking ways to understand myself better. Because I’m so sensitive, I’m affected by my environment. By my relationships. External sources as well as my internal wisdom invite me to seek ways to be a more present and more mindful person. To create better relationships. To continue to change and evolve. To connect deeper to my purpose.

Yoga has intensified this aspect of myself. By continuing my practice- between asana, yamas, niyamas, kriyas, relationships- I’m more aware of how I treat myself. Yoga has forced me to acknowledge my boundaries. One of the hardest aspects of my practice and my life. It’s forced me to take responsibility for my actions. That when I affect another person negatively, it’s awakened me to honor the responsibility in making it right. No matter the result.

We all make mistakes. Mistakes are what keep us in check, as long as we’re open enough to learning the lessons they offer, and redirecting our responses and actions accordingly. If we don’t honor our mistakes for what they are, we will continue to treat ourselves and others the same. It’s much like what we’re seeing in Hollywood and in politics. We all have our own stories of living in shame, in fear and in negativity. But we have the ability to transform and move forward in truth. We move forward in truth by keeping each other accountable for our actions. As Hollywood mentioned- and as yoga has been highlighting within me for 15 years now- time’s up. It’s time we look within and force ourselves to connect to our innermost truth and be vulnerable to making peace with our heart, our soul, and those around us. We ALWAYS have the chance to start anew and gain new perspectives. Always.

2018 is a year that I’ve dedicated to taking more responsibility and acknowledging my role in this world. How I treat others is a direct reflection of how I treat myself. As long as I continue to understand this, to make this a priority in my life, is the only way for me to wake up to the reality of my ripple in this world. Ripples do have an impact. We all have an impact.

Elizabeth Gilbert once said “I’ve never seen any life transformation that didn’t begin with the person in question finally getting tired of their own bullshit.” The universe will continue to teach us the same lessons that we need to learn about ourselves until we choose to listen and do something about it. We hold the key to unlocking our truth. No one else. But in order for us to be able to turn that key, we must be open to what the relationships and lessons the universe puts on our path are teaching us. I pray we all dare to be open enough to want to make changes for the better. I, myself, am tired of my own bullshit. I hope you are too.

Happy New Year to all of you. I have some exciting things coming up this year, and I hope to see some of you along the way. Love to you all.

“I believe that ancient tribal cultures have important lessons to teach the rest of the world about the interconnectedness of all living things and the simple fact that our very existence is dependent upon the natural world we are rapidly destroying.”

-Wilma Mankiller, The first woman elected Chief of the Cherokee Nation, 1945–2010

How often do we brush people off when they’re talking about something so far beyond our way of thinking? What if we shut someone’s ideas down not because they’re speaking rubbish, but because we’re uncomfortable with our own insecurity about the issue? What if we shut their ideas down because there’s the chance that our ideology/opinions/theories might be wrong? I’m guilty, and I’ve also become very aware of this because of my own incredible experiences that are often un-explainable.

I’ve been thinking a lot about this lately as I’ve experienced some incredibly beautiful things this year, and in the past 10 years since I’ve embarked on a more ‘spiritual’ journey, that when I speak about them I often wonder “what is coming out of my mouth?” This thought so graciously comes to mind because of my upbringing, and where I came from. Thankfully, I have many people in my life who’ve experienced some of the same beauty, the same channeling of wisdom that I’ve had. But for those who haven’t I sometimes never see them again.

I have Cherokee Ancestry and more recently I’ve had a very strong desire to explore this part of my family’s history. It’s almost like I’ve been called to seek a truth that’s been lost among many generations before me. So what if? What if this wisdom that I receive in my dreams, in my meditation, in my energy healing’s is worth searching for? What if? The spirit of nature is calling me and I feel I cannot ignore it any longer- no matter how strange it feels.  If I don’t respond to this “what if,” I feel that the room for me to grow and to evolve will be diminutive. Having the courage to continue on this path of discomfort for me is the only way, I feel, to reveal my utmost divine potential as a human being. How crazy is that?!   So crazily beautiful beyond words.

So what if…

Animals were truly angels put on this planet to guide us humans back to love?

We realized that our family can be our greatest teacher no matter how difficult they can be?

Patanjali, Jesus, Mohammad, Gandhi, Mother Teresa, Pope John Paul, Martin Luther King Jr., Nelson Mandela, Oprah etc. are all angels who were sent here to teach the masses about something far greater than ourselves? And what if we realize their message comes from the same truth?

Life was more than bringing home a paycheck so we can buy bigger and better things? That each and every one of us has a divine purpose in being here?

We realize we’re inherently all the same? Having the same desires, wants, needs of feeling connected and wanting to belong to the whole. That we all have questions like “who am I?” no matter religion, creed, ideology or the color of our skin.

We are interconnected like Wilma Mankiller states above. And that the natural world is hurting, waiting patiently for us to make big changes in the way we live?

What if we allow others’ ideas and experiences to soften us, rather than run away from the opportunity only to become hardened by our own ideologies and doubts? When we open our minds we evolve. When we open our hearts we become liberated. When we allow others’ ideas and opinions and thoughts to be heard without any judgments or expressed hatred, can we truly be free.

Aho. Aho. Aho.

Blessings to all, and may we all open our hearts to all possibilities in the world, as they allow us to serve each other’s evolution and divine purpose.

And so it is. Blessings to you,
Liz Terry

“There are days that I know, without a shadow of a doubt,
that I am among the most fortunate humans
who have ever lived.
There are times when my heart
is so filled with love
I fear it might burst.
Being human is hard.
And it hurts.
And yet, when we share the pain, feel it with each other, acknowledge how difficult and seemingly unjust circumstances have been
Dare to see and be seen
Then love is revealed.
Vast as the sky.
Able to hold whatever passes through without being marred in any way.
The fullness of life is excrutiatingly beautiful
exquisitely painful
Almost unbearable.”
~Corina Lynn Benner

Here I go. I’m about to embark on a new adventure. A quest to redefine myself and start my life anew. I often ask myself “is this what life wants from me?” If I continue to live my life in order to serve, in order to fulfill my purpose on this earth, I often wonder if I’m listening intently enough to the wisdom that guides me through. As I prepare myself to leave a place without a job to go to, without a partner to join, with nothing planned except a lot more travel, I wonder; “am I doing the right thing?”

Sometimes all I need to remember is that there is something far greater than my own understanding can grasp, of which I believe with every inch of my being, that is guiding me through my journey of life. And I trust it. At least now more than ever I do. Although I know that I play a huge part in my own destiny by the choices that I make, sometimes it’s the scariest experience to feel as though I’m not always in control of where life takes me.  In the moments I haven’t trusted the process, life has given me far greater (and sometimes unpleasant) surprises in order to bring me back on track.

So here I go. Leaving a place I’ve thrived in. Leaving behind amazing friends, the best of teachers and another bubble of comfort, in order to leap into my next adventure in life. Here’s to change. An inevitable part of life that requires a leap of faith, a lot of courage and trust that everything will turn out exactly as the universe intends it to.

Blessings to YOU
Liz Terry

“Fate whispers to the warrior, ‘you cannot withstand the storm’ and the warrior whispers back ‘I am the storm.’”

When life sweeps me off my feet, how quickly I forget…I am the wind. I am the rain. I am the ocean. I am the sun. I am the earth. I am the moon. I am the stars. I am the storm.

I consider myself to be a sensitive warrior. Sensitive in the sense that I am overwhelmingly connected to nature and all beings within it. I consistently feel my connection to the physical universe. A warrior in the sense that I consider myself one who takes life by the horns to do what makes me feel most alive. I thrive on change and often feel stuck when I’m not amidst movement.

I recently traveled to Hawaii and took some surf lessons. When I’m connected to nature, either in a forest among trees or being in the ocean etc., wisdom flows through me. When I’m open and connected to nature I feel most alive, which is why I love to challenge myself through activity and experience. Whilst surfing, a metaphor came to mind. About riding the waves of life. The ocean is sometimes calm, sometimes wavy, even angry and dangerous during stormy times. Much like life. If we resist the changing of the waves, they have the potential to destroy us. But if we learn to ride the waves or weather the storms that pass through us, perhaps then are we able to experience life fully and deeply as its intended.

There’ve been moments in my life, many in-fact, where I would lose hope in the direction of my life. But when I come back to nature, to my nature, I’m reminded to trust the storm. When I feel the storm is greater than me I find a moment of pause to remember that no storm is greater than my will to surrender to it. The storm reconnects me to the warrior inside where ‘impossible’ means nothing.

The wave of life brought me back to the US 6 months ago. As much as I want to come back to Dubai and continue to teach trainings there, the wave of life just isn’t taking me back at this time.  I choose to ride the wave and see where I’m off to next


Enjoy riding the waves of your life and, who knows, we may end up on one together again.

Blessings to all of you,

“I do believe in an everyday sort of magic — the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we’re alone.”
~Charles de Lint

“It takes a belief in MAGIC to allow our hearts to break open.” This was my experience in journeying into the Amazon jungle of Peru. Magic. Who knew?

In Yoga I’ve been taught and I’ve experienced this un-layering, this shedding of layers of my being in order to truly understand the REAL me. As I’ve shed many layers of who I thought I was, I’ve become very ‘sensitive’ to the world around me. What I wasn’t prepared for, and what I’ve never understood until now, is that the more layers I shed the more open I’ve become to the MAGIC that IS around me. Every. Single. Day.

Peru is purely magical. As soon as I arrived into the Amazon I knew that I belonged there. I’d dreamt of this moment since I was in the 6th grade and it most definitely did not let me down.

My friend and I visited a beautiful jungle hideaway called the Temple of the Way of Light where we studied plant medicine with the Shipibo Tribe and learned about how they live and thrive in the jungle. What I expected to learn compared to what I actually learned was nothing short of MAGIC.

Plants, nature, animals, wind, the sun, earth, ourselves…everything is more powerful than I ever imagined.  The jungle opened my heart to a different perspective on life and SHOWED me how incredibly connected we all are. Nature showed me that when we truly understand our connection to the whole we are most powerful together. Nature mirrors us. Nature helps us to heal our wounds from the physical body all the way through to the spiritual self. I’ve seen it, and I’ve experienced it. Pure magic.

Believing in magic requires us to drop our rigid beliefs in order to embrace the [im]possible. It requires us to let go of being rational. Of being logical. Of thinking too much. It requires us to breathe into our hearts more in order to open us up to the MAGIC that is all around us.

My niece understands this magic and I can’t help but know that I once believed in magic as much as she does. Now I understand. Now I believe again. I will never go back.

Blessings to all of you,

Liz Terry

“I want to learn how to hold the paradoxical poles of my identity together, to embrace the profoundly opposite truths that my sense of self is deeply dependent on others dancing with me and that I still have a sense of self when no one wants to dance.” – Parker J Palmer

To my beloved Mother who first held me in her arms so I could feel her heartbeat, the first sign of unconditional love. The first connection to the wisdom of the universe. From womb to heartbeat & from heartbeat to breath. To my Dad who snuggled with me numerous of times to let me know everything was going to be ok. To my brothers. Each has brought so much meaning to my life. My oldest who’s protected me all along. My brother who has been there for me through it all. My twin who’s taught me to just BE.

To my Grandmother’s who’ve taught me to stand up for myself, to be true to the convictions of my heart. My Grandfather’s who’ve taught me to embrace the silliest part of myself. To my sister’s-in-law who’ve shown me how to be exceptional mother’s and strong confident women. To each of my boyfriend’s who held the key to a locked door inside my heart. Thank you for opening those doors. To all my friends I’ve met who’ve allowed me to be vulnerable, opening a world in me I never would’ve known before if they hadn’t been there.

To those who haven’t been so kind for showing me both sides of myself and allowing me to explore the hidden depths of my soul. To my teachers growing up. Some who believed in my creativity and to those who didn’t. I’m grateful to all who pushed me to excel, and those who let go to watch me grow. To my religious family who’ve helped shine a light into my own spiritual purpose no matter how much we disagree. To my aunts and uncles who’ve shown me how to be there for family. To the Mexican angel who revealed in me a light I didn’t know I had until age 19. To my yoga teachers who’ve allowed me the grace to explore LIFE in it’s essence. Who’ve opened my eyes to a world I never knew before, NAMASTE. To my yoga students who humble me every single day reminding me about life’s MAGIC.

To those who’ve said I’m too honest, thank you for showing me I’m on the right path to living a life of integrity. To those I’ve laughed with, cried with, shared silly stories with, spoke of pain and suffering with, who’ve seen me grieve one of the most important people I’ve ever known, thank you. To all of my teachers who’ve acted as a compass for me to stay on track with my inner truth, my Satya. I am grateful to all of them who’ve opened their heart to me, and to those who offered me the space for me to open mine. Brene Brown says ‘Life is about Connection.’ I believe it! Without it, we’d surely be lost on our Journey to connect with the Source within. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for I am grateful, and I will always be.

Liz Terry