How I Found My Calling: The Misadventures of an Overachieving Perfectionist

by Samantha Pollack

Meet (and develop a major crush on) Abundant Yogi's newest writer

All my life, I’ve been plagued by one question. What do you want to do with your life? Until this year, I honestly didn’t know. I just knew I didn’t want it to be boring. In my upper middle class, suburban upbringing, there was one life plan. Get good grades so you can get into a good college. Go to a good college so you can get a good job. Get married, have some kids, try not to turn into your mother, sigh with resignation when you realize you have anyway. I’ve seen this movie. Wake me up when it’s over.

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To Hell and Back: Transforming Tragedy into Purpose

by Maria Kubitz

An introduction to one of Abundant Yogi's newest writers, and the journey that led her here

For much of my life, I was trapped in a cage. The bars of my cage were forged from fears and insecurities that took root when I was a young girl. Years of negative experiences continually reinforced the walls of my self-imposed prison. I lived… but it was a life longing for something more; something better. I just existed; reacting to the world around me. A world that felt emotionally scary, unpredictable, and full of disappointments. Sound familiar?

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Forget Everything Else

by Kris Ward

Here’s the only real “secret” to success and happiness

Forgive my I, I, I-ness for a second while I lay a foundation here. I coach all day long… Supporting people in very intimate ways through overcoming their fears; conquering their bad habits; seeing their blind spots; realizing, owning and expressing their truth, talents and hearts; embracing the chaos; dropping the drama; and finding ways to live a grounded, authentic and abundant life that feels good to them. I have…

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Oui Oui, Paris!

by Kris Ward

...and bébé on the way

I’ve been here in Paris, France for a week now. Thank God for Lifestyle Design! The very day we arrived, I found out I was 5 weeks preggo. Holy freakin’ moly.

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