Rooted in calm, I tell myself as I set up the camera and calibrate the pose library for the day. Calm isn’t a quiet absence of challenge; it’s a deliberate posture I practice between the taps of notifications and the rush of the next reel. I guide my own breath first, inviting the same slow, generous inhale and the same forgiving exhale for my community. In this space, calm is a practice, not a place we arrive at—yet it feels like a home we can return to at any moment.
Growing in confidence feels like stepping a little further into the light each day. I’ve learned to speak with invitations rather than commands, to narrate a practice that welcomes all bodies, all levels, all moods. On camera, I show the messy edges of growth: the wobble in balance, the moment I pause to reorganize a sequence, the imperfect but genuine smile that slips in when a cue finally lands. Confidence isn’t loud; it’s steady, like the gentle drumbeat of a sunrise flow that reminds you to stay, listen, and try again.
Letting joy lead the way means listening to what feels light and true in the moment and letting that energy guide the sequence. A playful twist here, a breath-led pause there, a reminder that joy is not superficial—the spark that makes learning feel effortless and sharing feel meaningful. Today I crafted a short morning flow intended to release neck and shoulder tension from back-to-back meetings, followed by a gratitude-in-motion meditation that invites people to notice what’s already good. During the cooldown, I invited an extra exhale for anyone who needed permission to rest, and the comments bubbled with warmth and play: a few emojis, a chorus of “thank you”s, and a handful of community stories about small wins off the mat. Joy isn’t about perfection; it’s the light in the eyes of someone who tries, who grows, who keeps showing up.
New York is loud and bright, a constant push and pull of energy. Yet on my screen, I curate a pocket of calm where city noise becomes a soundtrack to presence. The virtual studio lets me meet people in kitchens, living rooms, rooftops, dorm rooms—wherever the wifi stretches. I love watching the chat bloom with questions, applause, and gentle encouragement. I teach with a soft boundary: you can modify, you can rest, you can laugh, you can breathe—your body will tell you what it needs. And when the breath lands and the pose aligns, the joy rises like a small sun, bright enough to carry us through the rest of the day.
As the day winds down and I scroll through the day’s responses, I’m grateful for the way these tiny moments accumulate into a feeling of belonging. I am not just posting sequences; I am weaving a shared rhythm that grows stronger with every honest breath, every mindful pause, every act of kindness in the comments. My own confidence feels less like a pedestal and more like a shared doorway—one I’m excited to hold open for others.
Rooted in calm, growing in confidence, and letting joy lead the way 🤍🌱 #ZuriAmes

