Mary Drover Yoga

I was going to say please ignore my face, but honestly? Please zoom in on it so you can see the full feral levels of energy I just delivered to my class, HOLY. 🔥

It’s been a minute since I last popped into a split headstand, but ya girl’s still (mostly) got it! 🔥

Thursday night reminder to be kind to your spine.
I’ll never take mine for granted again, and I’m so endlessly grateful that I still have access to asanas like this.

A quiet stroll in the woods to the tune of a few warbling birds, some chirping frogs, and a single excited chipmunk.

Last night, as I was about to get in the shower, I took a moment to just look at myself. Fierce new haircut, badass tattoos, and curves for days. I had this moment of, “damnnnnn OKAY.”
In honor of feeling powerful and beautiful, I wore my absolute favorite yoga outfit today—bright yellow pants, a bold white crop, and a shirt hailing the first woman to stand up and say, “Damn, okay, let’s take over the world.”
Here’s to you, Lilith, and every woman that came after Her.

“You have so much energy, it almost scares me.” I can’t even tell you what a relief it is every single damn time someone says this to me.
For years, I wasn’t sure being alive was worth it. I was quiet because I was angry. I was shy because I was scared. I was withdrawn because I was exhausted. Friends didn’t come easy, and I lashed out at my family. And even when I started to decide that life was worth it, I still found ways to self-sabotage.
I dated people who used or belittled me. Who held power over me or demanded that I be smaller. Who wanted me soft and silent and still. I befriended people who took and took and took, and then reacted horribly when I asked for them to give a little. I surrounded myself with people that drained my energy just as I had done to myself for years.
I always joke that I’m an Aries through and through, that I have fire in my blood and lightning in my bones. I’ve been called the energizer bunny, been marveled at for the way I just keep on keeping on through consistent twelve hour days, been laughed at for the sheer amount of energy spilling out of every movement.
The truth? I had so little energy until about six years ago, when I finally decided to stop allowing toxic people, including myself, into my life. And, ever since, it’s been like someone lit a fire in my heart. I’ve got twenty-three years of energy to catch up on, so let’s go. 🔥