Wahine Toa

08/16/2025

I’m excited to share Yoga in this space today for Tangaroa ā mua moon 🌖

08/10/2025

This afternoon👇🏽🎶✨🌕

08/08/2025

🌕 🌕🌕Yoga in the Park tomorrow🌕🌕🌕

08/07/2025

Renée Taylor love those PJ pants 😍 the most comfiest yoga attire ♥️🖤

08/07/2025

Following my heart 🤍🤍🤍🤍✨

08/07/2025

The full moon rises this Saturday across North America — but her name changes with the language and land…..

Rakaunui. Ōturu. Hina. Chandra. Moon.

Each name carries story, culture, and spirit.
But no matter what she’s called — she is still the same light, the same rhythm, the same ancient pull on our hearts.

Her energy doesn’t belong to one moment.
She arrives early, stays late, and moves through us in waves. You may feel her now. You may feel her tomorrow. The magic is still real✨

This is a time to ground.
To breathe.
To return to yourself🧘🏽‍♀️

Step outside.
Stand barefoot on the earth👣🌎
Look up. Let her light touch you.
Let it remind you of what you already know.

What unfolds in her glow🌕is always sacred🤍
✨

🌕 FULL STURGEON MOON — AUGUST 9, 2025
A Night of Ancestral Light and Leaping Shadows

As the Moon rises full and golden, rivers and lakes reflect its glow — and something ancient stirs.

Named by Indigenous North American tribes, the Sturgeon Moon marks the season when the giant sturgeon—prehistoric fish over 200 million years old—were once most abundant and easiest to catch. Under this moon, survival and sustenance were written into the water.

Tonight, under the shimmering light, the lake comes alive again.
Sturgeon leap like silver spirits, dancing across the surface, as if pulled by the gravity of memory, moonlight, and motion.

🔭 Why It Matters:
• Largest supermoon of the summer
• Symbol of tradition, abundance, and cyclical renewal
• Best viewed after sunset, near bodies of water — or anywhere you can dream

🌌 The wild still remembers.
And so should we.

08/06/2025

I’m a proud Māori from Aotearoa, and my roots run deep. My great-grandfather was a tohunga — a spiritual guide, a healer, and a guardian of mātauranga. That connection isn’t just something from the past — it lives in me every day. It’s who I am.

So when I see a billboard using a stock photo of a kuia, with words she never spoke, to push someone else’s narrative — that’s not just disrespectful. That’s crossing a line. Stock images are one thing. But putting words in our kaumātua’s mouths for the sake of appearance? That’s a new low.

I won’t let others define what being Māori means. I carry my koro’s legacy with pride, and I will always follow in his footsteps — grounded in wairua, whakapapa, and truth.