Day 6: Come Practice With Me
we don’t always need a pose, yet we can have a purpose
Good morning, dear one…
I’m greeting and grounding into this new day with a gentle reminder — a beautiful fact — that I met this practice not first by mat or movement, but by truth and compassion.
Before I ever got my body onto a yoga mat or into the shapes of warrior one and downward dog, I was practicing. Even without knowing it, I was practicing. I was showing up to my life. To the pain. To the truth. To the unraveling.
I was diligent and firm in my heartbreak. I knew I had to learn something from the shattering. Something in me was clear:
This can never happen again.
And yet, I also had to ask:
How did this happen? Why does this happen — not just to me, but to so many?
This grief didn’t come from nowhere. It came from real violence, real tragedy, real trauma. It came from domestic violence that led to loss — homicide, suicide, suicide by cop. I didn’t know this could be my story. I didn’t know this could be anyone’s story. And then, in the wreckage, I began to realize how many stories just like mine exist — unspoken, buried, silenced.
It wasn’t just me. It wasn’t just us.
And it broke my heart in an entirely new way to realize how little of this is talked about.
How little space is made for these truths.
How easy it is for systems, for families, for culture, to pretend it’s not happening.
So I turned toward truth.
But I knew I couldn’t make it through with truth alone — I needed compassion, too.
That became my practice. My steps.
One foot with compassion.
One foot with truth.
And both feet steadying me in the remain.
I didn’t call it yoga. I called it survival.
Survival in the name of breaking chains.
Survival in the name of never letting it happen again.
But what I’ve found along the way is…
Not everyone can walk this path with me.
Not everyone can meet truth and let empathy in.
And some of the people closest to me couldn’t or wouldn’t go there.
It caused discomfort. Denial. Distance.
It shifted everything.
And I believe it’s because something in me was shifting, too.
I needed to know.
I needed to understand.
And something deep inside of me said,
Things don’t just happen, Keri.
There is cause.
And this… this is effect.
And I had a choice.
To let this effect carry on the illusion, keep up the brokenness, protect the patterns.
Or to let it change me.
Let it awaken me.
To do the work of accountability — in myself, in my family, in the systems I move through.
To ensure it doesn’t happen again.
The Universe has made sure I’ve never walked this path alone.
Even when people couldn’t meet me there, I was met.
By my husband.
Our dogs.
My nieces and nephews.
The sunflowers. The cardinals.
The way I could hear things I had once tuned out.
The way I could feel things I had once numbed.
The way truth cleared out what was hidden, and compassion helped me stay.
This is how the practice found me.
It called me in. Led me out. Gathered me up and gave me a way through.
I’ll never pretend it was easy. It wasn’t.
It isn’t.
But it has been worth it.
I have been worth it.
And what I’ve come to know is that you are too.
That’s why I keep sharing.
That’s why I keep showing up.
To offer a little light. A little love.
And maybe, an invitation.
So, I ask you with an open heart…
Has truth been calling to you?
Has compassion whispered your name?
Are you ready, even just a little, to let them in?
Come Practice With Me
If this message stirred something inside you, I invite you to come practice with me.
Weekly Vinyasa Flow at The Hive
A space for truth, compassion, and community.
A space to breathe, move, feel, and come home to yourself.
📍 The Hive – 1031 E Saginaw Rd, Midland, MI
🕘 Saturdays | 9:00–10:15am (no class 6/28)
📲 RSVP: Text me at 989.860.5235
✨ Tiered Pricing for Equity & Access
Community – $15 | Sustainer – $20 | Supporter – $25
(Mats + props provided. No one turned away. )
🐾 Pet Loss Grief Circle
Sunday, June 22 | 1–3pm EDT on Zoom
For anyone holding grief after the death or departure of a beloved animal, join me and
— intuitive, medium, and heart-led healer — for an intimate virtual circle of connection, story, and remembrance.[Registration link here] https://juliehirt-intuitive.com/petlossgrief
💫 Some Fun-Friday-Facts on Ahimsa & Satya
Ahimsa, or non-harming, is not just the absence of violence — it’s the presence of love. It’s choosing kindness even when frustration feels easier. It’s remembering that our words can wound just as much as actions, and that tending to ourselves gently is a form of protest in a world that demands hardness. It’s not passive — it’s powerful. It doesn’t avoid conflict — it transforms it.
Satya, or truth, is not just about speaking the facts — it’s about honoring what’s real. It’s tuning in to the wisdom of your body and intuition. It’s saying “I’m not okay” when you’re not. It’s asking hard questions. It’s refusing to shrink or shape-shift to keep the peace when what’s needed is honesty. Satya is what clears the fog and returns us to alignment.
Together, these two — compassion and truth — hold hands in practice. One without the other can be sharp or soft in imbalance. But together? They are the bridge. The balm. The path.
Let us keep practicing the path that frees us.
Let us keep loving what’s true.
Let us be the ones who remember what is possible — for us, and for each other.
