Welcome. I’m Mo.
I’m a yoga teacher whose niche is teaching yoga that welcomes and explores grief. I’m a poet of sorts and recently published a book of poetry called The Unedited Heart: Letters on Loss. My current creation is The Grief Practice. And I’m the mama of a sweet and energetic toddler.
Everything I offer, whether through words or movement, is an invitation for you to find a way back to you, just as you are.
I don’t sell or buy self-help, quick fixes or an easy button.
I am convinced of the innate healing ability of every human being and every human body, even if that body is aging or dying. I see the beauty in illness, struggle, grief, and surviving, and I do my best to reflect a little of that back to you.
My story starts on Thanksgiving weekend in 2002, when I lost my husband unexpectedly to a complication with his cancer treatment. My tremendous loss catapulted me into a cathartic evolution of mind and body that eventually led me to mindfulness meditation and yoga. These practices gave me the tools to end a 15-year struggle with depression that began in my teens, as well as a decade-long dependence on antidepressants.
My experience of grief was very devastating, isolating, and unsupported, so these days I am motivated to give back to grief and people who are grieving in the ways that I can and the ways I would have liked to have been supported.
I offer grief-specific, trauma-informed yoga to groups or individuals.
I have created a workshop for caregivers who are giving back to grief to support them in the work they do.
And I am in the process of compiling my unique approach to grief through yoga into a book called The Grief Practice: Stories of Surviving Loss & Practices for Supporting Loss.
Locally I teach yoga at Gather Encinitas. It’s an all-levels class that welcomes the whole human experience, from grief to joy. Come by and say hi!
You’ll find my daily postings on grief here.
I send a love letter to your inbox every month or so if you sign up here. It’s no bells-and-whistles newsletter, just some honest words from my heart to yours.
So now it’s your turn. How did you land here and what does your heart have to say? Let’s connect face to face or heart to heart? I’m here.
yours in love & loss,