I played with the idea of calling this blog “I’ve Got Something to Say,” but as I thought about it, a more apt name would be “It Wasn’t Easy to Say.”

Either I had to dig deep to articulate and name what I was feeling and then finally tackle a life long inability to spell and write, or, as in the case of yoga, I’m an anti- kool-aid drinker. I was born with that program installed in me, and naturally fell into examining and questioning all things yoga, and asked others to do the same. I can’t say that made me popular, and apparently at one time if you Googled “yoga” and “irreverent” my name popped up. For ease I went with naming this blog eponymously but did buy the URL It Wasn’t Easy to Say, adding to an already well stocked “just in case” cache.

Be that as it may, if you are curious About (me), please read my posts. I talk about me and what I think a lot.

If you are interested in a time line to hang my stories on, I was born in the early 60’s, was a gymnast in my youth, my first great passion, and progressed to music and the piano at age 16. I got really into it, enough to earn a degree in music, and started dancing while in university. That derailed my music aspirations as I knew then I had found my calling. There was no way playing an instrument would feel as natural, intuitive and “right” as dancing. Unless it happened to be yoga, which is on the movement continuum and where I had a career from from 1988-2020. You can see my photo and video galleries at TheresaElliott.com.

My daughter Madison was born when I was 36 and she grew up as a witness to what it means to be a self-employed yoga teacher. Not surprisingly she isn’t self-employed and has no interest in yoga. I’m just thrilled she is still willing to work.

I met my husband, Sandy Brown, in 2013. Many of my friends scratched their heads when I, a yoga teacher, told them I was dating a Methodist pastor. But we both possess the ability to see principle and understand that while he may say “I’m praying for you,” I would more likely say “I’m holding you in my psychic good ju-ju space.”

An amusing thing about both of us is we are the fourth out of five children, were leaders of “spiritual disciplines,” and both have had to deal with stalkers. Lord howdy we have a lot to talk about and he is the love of my life.

Sandy introduced me to the concept of a pilgrimage or Camino. I have been with him on numerous odysseys, my laymen’s interpretation of the experience, as he wrote his guidebooks for those walks. I’m always quite relieved at the end of a pilgrimage and swear I’ve had my fill. But if I wait a year or so, I know I will give in to what has become my favorite way to see a country.

We currently reside near Seattle, Washington, where I tend a spectator plot of land in what is at least a part time job, while simultaneously working at a much loved garden nursery.

Theresa Elliott

12/21/20