Hello…my name is Penny. At my Moms funeral I met my mother’s eighty-six year old yoga teacher-that was the day I began my yoga journey. Although I’ve never seen her again I can still remember this little bitty lady standing tall yet with cold hands rubbing and clasping mine and saying how much she enjoyed my mother. Ten years later it remains a crystal clear moment captured in time. Little could I have imagined that moment would alter my life, change me, lift me up and place me on a new and unknown path in life. I believed the meeting to be Divine intervention. Ten years later I am almost sixty years old. I’m a yoga student and teacher and I am one hundred percent positive God sent me His Yoga Angel that dread-ful day at my Mother’s funeral.

Now my Mom barely worked out a day in her life. Yet, amazingly at seventy-seven years old she proudly stepped onto her yoga mat and began her yoga journey. The thought of it still amazes me. Imagine going on eighty years old and meeting a class of new people and then rolling around on the floor with them? And if you’ve ever been to a yoga class you know the sounds, smells and sights a yoga class can present. Heck we are all only human! However, I remember my Mom always loved to go to her yoga class. Unfortunately, a few months after she began she suddenly died.

It wasn’t long after that I bought a few yoga dvd’s and started fooling around with yoga. My little sister joined me. We were fascinated with how good yoga made us feel and we were bonding again after all those years of growing apart. Laughing and being kids again, we were little sister and big sister just like old times. When we were young my two sisters and I never stopped moving. We were especially talented in hand standing in the kitchen while waiting for supper. Many a days we spent walking on our hands, underwater, or back flipping off our picnic table and into our pool. Yoga now was becoming a portal back to the me I forgot. The place where my mother lives and I am walking upside down in her kitchen. It is wonderful gift from my Heavenly Father to remember the feeling of being with her like that most days as I step onto my mat.

Although today I do yoga and teach yoga for health reasons, my true passion is to help people awaken to their life. To allow them a place to help them remember who they once were by encouraging them it’s okay to be that person of long ago. I also love to help them believe that it’s okay to dream again and allow themselves to be filled with awe and wonder. Because there is a God who created our wonderful selves, uniquely and purposefully created for this very moment in this life for a reason and for a plan.

Essentially, these are the purposes of why I began my yoga journey ten years ago. Because a Yoga Angel was sent to me by God, setting me on a new path for new purposes and as a present of precious time back to my Mother’s kitchen. Most importantly I believe God’s plan was and still is to grow my wings as I trust Him each day so that I can remind you that God already has your wings. You just have to trust Him when, where, and how- He will make you fly!