Getting upside down requires far more than physical strength and balance; it demands a surrender of the mind. The moment your feet leave the earth, there’s a flicker of fear—and then, the magic of letting go. It’s an invitation to release expectations, and to find stillness in motion. With Belu Bergman’s calm guidance, the practice sculpts not only muscles, but confidence. Each attempt, whether a triumph or a tumble, teaches you to meet your edges with curiosity, to trust the unknown, and to fall in love with the freedom of flight.
Ocean Park Beach at sunset is pure magic. As the golden hour settles in, the last swimmers take a final, refreshing dip in the warm Caribbean waters. Nearby, friends linger with cocktails in hand, their laughter softening as the day begins to fade. The sky turns brilliant shades of orange, pink, and violet, casting a dreamy glow across the sand. In the distance, the sun dips slowly behind the silhouettes of San Juan’s buildings, painting the horizon in quiet beauty. It’s a moment of calm, of connection—where the rhythm of the island slows and everything feels exactly as it should.
On a radiant Sunday afternoon at South Pointe Park, couples gather across the lush green lawn for partner-based acro yoga. With every lift and balance, there’s a deep sense of trust—bodies rising, falling, and flowing in harmony against the backdrop of the ocean breeze and swaying palms.
The Pleneros in Puerto Rico, dressed in crisp white guayabera shirts and classic black pants, beat their drums with rhythmic precision, filling the air with the soulful sound of “bomba.” As they sing with passion and purpose, the palms sway with the music, as if moved by the same ancestral beat. It’s more than a performance; it’s a living Puerto Rican tradition that stirs the soul and unites the community in celebration.
Miami Pride in Miami Beach — a vibrant celebration of color, freedom, and pure joy. From dazzling costumes to heartfelt moments, it’s a powerful reminder of how beautiful life can be to honor love, identity, and self-expression.
As the first light of sunrise stretches across the horizon, a surreal scene unfolds on the beach, @emily.beach, fierce and fearless, commands the morning with hypnotic grace. Emily’s silhouettes flickers against the soft orange glow, flames dancing from her lips. With steady hands and focused breath, she twirls a hula hoops ablaze, spinning circles of fire like a moving mandala. And in that magical moment between night and day, she ignites not only her torches, but the imagination of everyone who watches—leaving behind a trail of sparks of spirit in the rising light.
Miami Acro Fest arrives in South Pointe Park like a burst of vibrant energy—an explosion of movement, trust, and creative expression. Against the backdrop of swaying palms and ocean breeze, the park transforms into a playground for the body and soul, filled with major air tosses, gravity-defying twists, and elegant turns that leave onlookers wide-eyed in awe. As the sun dips lower and golden light stretches across the grass, the silhouettes of flying acroyogis paint a mesmerizing scene. It’s more than just a festival—it’s a movement, a community, and a reminder that when we lift each other up—physically, emotionally, and energetically—we can all soar a little higher.
Hands in grab with intention, pull with purpose, hold with steadiness, and balance with grace. Each movement of the hand tells a story of effort, awareness, and subtle control.
When we ground our palms into the mat in Downward Dog or press firmly in a handstand, the hands become anchors—rooting us to the earth, creating a stable foundation from which the rest of the body can expand. The hands are extensions of the heart in yoga, constantly reminding us that strength and softness can exist together.
To invert yourself and turn upside down—whether in a handstand, headstand, or supported inversion—is to quite literally shift your perspective and awaken the senses. The moment your world flips, so does your focus. Gravity no longer pulls you in the usual direction, and suddenly you’re seeing everything from an entirely new angle—fresh, alert, alive. But it’s not just about the thrill. Inversions show us that sometimes, to grow or move forward, we need to flip our assumptions, look at life differently, and embrace the unfamiliar. When we change our point of view—literally or figuratively—we often find clarity, inspiration, and strength we didn’t know we had.
A sun salutation in yoga is like the blossoming of a flower. Much like a sunflower turns its face toward the sun, a sun salutation is a way of opening yourself to the ultimate energy source. With every inhale, we rise with the warmth of new beginnings; with every exhale, we ground ourselves, letting go of what no longer serves. It’s a sacred dance of expansion and surrender—a conversation between the self and the natural rhythms of the universe.
The Miami Marathon is about grit, determination, and—no matter what—crossing the finish line. It’s more than just a race; it’s a journey of spirit, strength, and self-discovery. From the very first step in the early morning light to the final stretch lined with cheering crowds, every mile tells a story of perseverance. Whether it’s your first race or your fiftieth, the course demands everything you’ve got. The heat, the humidity, the mental fatigue—it’s all part of the test. It’s a declaration that you didn’t give up. That no matter what obstacles tried to hold you back—blisters, doubts, fear—you moved forward. One step at a time. That’s the heart of this marathon. That’s what makes it unforgettable.
Extreme athletes defy limits, their bodies sculpted by grit, their movements a dance of power and resilience. Each frame captures the raw poetry of strength in motion. TYR Wodapalooza becomes more than a competition—it is a battlefield of physical and mental fortitude.
Putting yourself out there in acro yoga is both a physical and emotional leap of faith. It requires trust—not just in your partner, but in yourself. You have to be willing to be seen, to be vulnerable, to allow someone else to support you—literally and figuratively.
It’s not always easy. Sometimes you fall. Sometimes the pose doesn’t land. But in those moments, you learn the most: how to recalibrate, how to listen more closely, how to breathe together through the discomfort. When you truly show up and put yourself out there, you begin to experience not just the poses, but the deeper connection and transformation that acro yoga offers.
Stowe, Vermont, in the winter transforms into a mesmerizing canvas of colors and vibrations, blurring the lines between reality and dream. The snow-covered landscape shimmers under the soft glow of sunlight, reflecting hues of red, white, and blue that seem to dance in harmony with the crisp mountain air. The quiet stillness is punctuated by the gentle rustle of snow-laden trees and the distant laughter of skiers carving through powdery slopes. This enchanting scene creates a sensational winter wonderland, where every moment feels alive with the magic of the season, inviting visitors to lose themselves in its serene beauty of the holiday lights and embrace the vibrant energy of nature at its most tranquil.
Beneath the golden glow of the solstice sun, our community gathered with Alexandra Sheth of @shethstudios to honor light and movement. For 108 times, our bodies flowed through the rhythm of Surya Namaskars. The number 108, sacred across countless traditions, became our heartbeat, each round of twelve postures weaving us deeper into connection, bridging the physical and the divine.
Miami Beach at night transforms into a vibrant, electrifying holiday wonderland, where the iconic Art Deco buildings glow with neon lights, casting a warm and colorful radiance over the streets. The hum of music drifts from lively bars and cafés, while palm trees wrapped in twinkling lights sway gently in the ocean breeze. Festive decorations line Ocean Drive, and the soft sound of waves crashing nearby blends with the laughter of tourists and locals alike. The atmosphere is charged with energy, as the city pulses with a unique blend of tropical glamour and holiday cheer, creating an unforgettable nighttime experience.
Our bodies flowed like flowers swaying gently in a sunlit field. It felt less like exercise and more like a sacred dance beneath a canopy of bright, fragrant rose blossoms, the air itself seemed to shimmer with the essence of renewal and grace. Petals, like soft whispers of the divine, lay scattered across the floor, their delicate hues mirroring the radiant light that streamed through open windows. Each step, each arch, each surrender to the earth beneath us felt like a blooming, as if the heart of the day was unfolding petal by petal in response to our movement. In that sacred space, time dissolved, and we were carried by the breath of something greater.
As I wander through the vibrant energy of Art Miami 2024, the colors around me blur into fluid, dynamic shapes, merging into something entirely new and unbound. People, dressed as if they themselves are living art, move gracefully, their silhouettes morphing and evolving as I experiment with leaving my camera’s shutter open. In these moments, the act of observing becomes its own form of artistry—an interplay of movement, light, and perception. The boundaries between subject and artist dissolve, and watching transforms into a deeply immersive and creative experience, where every glance feels like the creation of a masterpiece.
Rooted in Sanskrit, Kirtan chants embody the essence of “cutting through,” beckoning us to dissolve the illusion of separation. At the core of this sacred practice lies the art of repetition. A gentle yet persistent guide, Kishor Rico leads us 108 times back to the heart of the chant. As he sings a mantra, the group responds in unison, their voices merging into one harmonious sound.
Much like the intricate layers of glass in a camera lens that sharpen our focus and bring distant objects into clarity, each repetition of the chant adds a new layer of depth to our experience. With every round, distractions from the outside world melt away, and the clarity of our inner vision sharpens.
Nestled in the vibrant energy of Miami Beach, a cacao ceremony offers a unique opportunity for spiritual exploration and connection. Rooted in ancient traditions, these gatherings revolve around cacao—an all-natural, plant-based extract from the sacred cacao tree. But this isn’t just any cacao; it’s unprocessed, ceremonial-grade, and revered for its heart-opening properties. The ceremony is far more than sipping cacao; it’s a spiritual journey. Alongside this sacred drink, rituals unfold, including guided meditations, sound bowl healing, kirtan chanting, and aromatic experiences that immerse all the senses.
A vibrant school of swimmers gathers in the early morning light on South Beach, each donned in brightly colored bathing suits and equipped with personal buoys for safety. Against the pastel hues of the dawn sky, they prepare to dive into the waves, drawing strength and camaraderie from one another. As they glance toward the rising sun, they plan their path forward, charting a route that will guide them through the push and pull of the water disappearing into the white wash.
As I walk the early morning streets of Christiansted, my thoughts drift back to the urban colonial development of the Virgin Islands. It’s a place where time seems to slow down, allowing one to appreciate the fusion of history, culture, and struggle.The town, steeped in history, features well-preserved 18th-century structures, each a testament to the Danish influence that shaped St. Croix Island. The architecture, with its bright, pastel-colored buildings and distinct European style, evokes a sense of old-world charm while seamlessly blending with the Caribbean’s laid-back atmosphere. The vivid colors of the buildings—vibrant mustard yellows, pinks, combined with lush green grass —are not just aesthetic choices but a reflection of the spirit of the Caribbean. The sight of chickens crossing the road might be whimsical, but it’s also a reminder of the island’s enduring vibrancy and charm amidst its deep colonial roots.
As the sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over South Point Park in Miami Beach, I watched as acro-yogis began their graceful practice. Silhouetted against the fading light, they moved with effortless grace, lifting each other into the air with the fluidity of birds taking flight. In that moment, as the day surrendered to night, they became more than just athletes —they were dreamers, daring to reach for the sky, reminding us all of the joy that comes from embracing the present and lifting each other up.
I invite you on a sensory journey through a collection that not only captures the natural wonders but also embraces the profound human connections found amidst its island beauty. “Lush” unveils the Caribbean’s wonders, from pristine beaches to lush rainforests. Each photograph reveals the vibrant colors and textures that define this paradise. Witness the interplay of light and shadow, the dance of hues, and the ever-changing canvas of nature’s masterpieces that transport you to a realm where beauty knows no bounds.
Embarking on a life-enriching yoga retreat to India was an extraordinary opportunity that opened doors to profound self-discovery and spiritual growth. When I finally made it home eighteen days later, I was ten pounds lighter but filled with a newly found spiritual richness.
Our Journey wound through Udaipur, Rishikesh, Vrindavan and countless other small towns and villages. We travelled by air on two local flights, over ten hours on buses, and countless rickshaw rides on dusty cobble stone streets. This was not a typical “Top 10 India” vacation. It was curated to be a back-roads spiritual retreat to hidden temples and out of the way ashrams. Our days were adorned with yoga and endless conversations with Hindi monks, Kirtan gurus, and musical sages, enriching our souls with profound wisdom and captivating melodies.
This magical mystery tour was guided by musical luminaries as we carried a symphony of instruments including bongo drums, harmoniums, flutes, violins, guitars, maracas, and symbols. Wherever our trek unfolded, our Kirtan chanting infused the air with soul-stirring melodies, enveloping the hearts and souls of our group and resonating deeply with those nearby. India felt like a dream come true, akin to fulfilling my teenage fantasy of being part of a rock and roll band.
As the trip evolved, we shed layers of attachment and became closer to the Krishna culture and spiritual world. Abstaining from familiar comforts and routines, sleep was relegated to just a few hours a day. Most of us abstained from eating meat, milk products, drinking alcohol, social media, sex, political talk/news, work, or following our customary religious activities. Coffee and other stimulates (like garlic and onions, which are prohibited in the Hindi religion) was also reduced dramatically.
Throughout this life enriching passage, the theme of “letting go” echoed persistently, from losing luggage, being prohibited from photographing temples, to mischievous monkeys pilfering our beloved belongings. Even in the face of physical injuries, the lesson of surrendering to life’s unpredictable currents resonated deeply, highlighting the necessity of embracing the ebb and flow of existence. Despite our clinging to the illusion of control, we inherently acknowledge that fate or karma often shape our destinies beyond our meticulous plans and strategies. I kept thinking, that if you take away all the things that are part of the “you”, then what is this other “you” that is left?
Submerged in the icy embrace of the mother Ganga river, a surge of serene comfort caressed my soul. While my breath anchored me to the present, I meditated on life’s meaning: to let go of past demons but more importantly to give thanks to all those loving souls and teachers who have been with me throughout the years. Ultimately, every traveler arrives here seeking to shed the burdens of the past, seeking fresh perspectives amidst life’s trials, and ultimately transcending to a higher realm. For some, it’s breaking free from the cycle of rebirth, while for others, it’s about embracing peace and infusing life with love.
