Roots barre + yoga

01/14/2026

The beauty of being caught off-guard. 💕

01/10/2026

shoot dat shot like a big dawg, even if you five three 🏀🪄✨

01/06/2026

no swaggy caption needed. just me feeling so grateful for God and the blessings I am given daily.

and it feels so cool to have people stopping me in the airport to ask where I got my bubble sweats from.

u gotta get ‘em here

01/06/2026

01/02/2026

Oli no ke Kai (A Chant for the Ocean)

E ke kai nui, e ke kai hohonu,
Ka wai hānai i ke aloha, ka wai lawe i ka ʻeha.

O great ocean, deep ocean,
You who nourishes love, you who carries pain.

Ua hele aku ka mea aloha,
Ua koe ke kino, ua koe ka naʻau.

The beloved has gone,
The body remains, the heart remains.

E hoʻi mai ke aloha i ke kai,
E hoʻokuʻu ʻia ka kaumaha i nā nalu.

Return the love to the ocean,
Release the heaviness to the waves.

No ka mea, ʻaʻole pau ke aloha,
He nalu wale nō ke ʻano.

Because love does not end,
It only changes form—like a wave. 🌊

~ O’ahu January 2, 2025 ~

12/13/2025

People sometimes think I’m loco about movement, joy, and helping people feel better in their bodies.

What they don’t see is why.

I live with invisible wounds. Pain you can’t clock from the outside. Limitations I had to grieve quietly. There were many moments where shrinking, hardening, or numbing would’ve been easier.

But I learned—slowly, stubbornly—that the body keeps the score and the key.

Movement was my job. Then it became my lifeline.
Joy wasn’t frivolous. It was medicine.
Helping others feel at home in their bodies became the way I reminded myself I still belonged in mine.

When pain lives inside you, you’re faced with a choice every day: disappear from yourself, or stay in relationship with what hurts. I chose relationship. Not because it was easy, but because it was the only way forward.

There were days I moved through tears. Days I showed up wanting to puke. I felt clumsy, stupid and broken. But every time I moved—gently, intentionally—I reclaimed a small piece of myself that trauma tried to steal.

This is why I’m relentless about presence.
Why I believe joy is not a reward, but a responsibility to ourselves.

I don’t teach movement to sculpt people into something new.
I train to bring people back to the parts of them that could never be broken.

So if my devotion looks intense, if my joy looks defiant, if my belief in the body looks radical—know this:

It was forged in survival.
And it’s offered in love♥️🙏🏽

12/04/2025

On Wednesdays, we go pink 💓

People walk in curious, a little stressed, sometimes carrying the whole week on their backs — and then you watch it happen: shoulders drop, faces change, everyone settles into themselves. By the end, there’s this relaxed, happy energy in the room that feels so good it’s hard to describe. It’s grounding, but also kind of magical.

Salt Cave Yoga isn’t about being perfect.
It’s about giving your body a space where it can actually reset.

The halotherapy does a lot of the quiet work in the background — the salt air can help open your airways, support lung function, reduce inflammation, and make breathing feel easier. It can also help clear the sinuses and soothe allergies, which means people often feel more energized and less “stuck” after class. The negative ions in the room support stress relief and mood, while the warm salt floor helps the muscles release tension faster so the movement feels smoother and more natural.

Pair that with mobility work, core activation, gentle strength, and nervous system regulation… and the whole experience just lands differently. And honestly — it’s fun. The vibe is cozy, the room is gorgeous, and everyone leaves feeling lighter, clearer, and more grounded.

Salt Cave Yoga
6 pm Wednesdays at Zen Dens
$25 ($20 student rate)

Come as you are.
Get curious.
Let the pink glow work a little magic on you.

See you Wednesday.

11/25/2025

Sometimes all you need is a good friend, a stiff drink mixed with more love than precision, and a night wrapped in the wild, joyful energy of a show. The kind of night that shakes something loose in you — where the horns, the vocals, the glitter, and the nostalgia remind you that life is meant to be felt, not managed.

And after the encore fades?
Sometimes the real healing happens over a bar burger and fries at midnight with fellow creative travelers — the ones who know what it is to carry weight and still choose wonder. In a red vinyl booth, you remember: we’re all human. We’re all trying. And every one of us wants to be seen without having to explain ourselves.

And sometimes that moment — legs crossed, lipstick still on, energy still buzzing under your skin — is when it hits you:

You made it.
You’re still here.
And you’re not dimming for anyone.

That’s the bang.

11/18/2025

Sometimes the universe puts the right people in your path in the most unexpected ways. Years ago, on a random flight to Los Angeles, I sat next to . I was in the middle of launching a brand that ended up failing spectacularly. It was his birthday, and he was telling me about his dream of building his own fashion line. Two creative weirdos, strangers just hours earlier, suddenly locked into one of those long, intense, everything-on-the-table conversations that only happen at 30,000 feet.

And then—while most of the plane slept—we looked out the window and saw the sky erupt in impossible colors. Pink, purple, electric, alive. Light bending into something divine. Both of us just… silent. Stunned. It felt like a message. A reminder that creation itself is wild and daring and full of hidden miracles. That the people we meet, the dreams we carry, and the timing of it all is never an accident.

We promised we’d keep in touch. And more importantly—we promised we’d never give up on our own unique creative dreams.

Today, more than two years later, I opened the best package: a full sweatsuit and socks from his very own line.

And I’m not just saying this lightly — it’s the best sweatsuit I’ve ever worn. And I’m a professional sweatsuit wearer.

Friend, I’m proud of you. Proud of you for sticking with your vision, for creating something from the spark you told me about on that plane, and for proving that the dreams we whisper at cruising altitude can actually become something real.

I can’t wait to see what else you do. Keep going — the magic we saw in that sky wasn’t a coincidence. It was a preview.

11/06/2025

Salt Cave Yoga Nights ✨

Every time I teach in the salt cave, I feel like I’ve stepped into another world — one made of soft light, deep exhales, and people who just get it. It’s a space where we can show up exactly as we are — tired, raw and real— and somehow leave feeling brand new.

Tonight I laughed so hard I cried, then cried so much I laughed again. (Honestly, that’s my favorite kind of therapy.) The cave has this way of melting walls — not just the ones made of salt — and reminding us that healing can be equal parts sacred and hilarious.

We’ve built something beautiful here… a little oasis where no one has to pretend to be okay, where we stretch, breathe, joke, release, and remember that life is so much better when we’re real.

Thank you to everyone who keeps showing up with open hearts, sarcastic humor, and the willingness to let it all go — together.

It’s not just yoga in a salt cave.
It’s a whole vibe. 🤍

Join me every Wednesday at 6 pm at The Zen Dens -$25 💕

11/05/2025

I’ve always believed movement is magic — but now I get to study why.

I’m so excited to be diving deeper into the science of the human body and brain — learning from some of the brightest minds in neuroscience and bringing that knowledge into every class, session and workshop.

I love blending real science with creative, empowering movement — the kind that feels like art, play, and therapy all at once. We sweat, laugh, connect and we’ll move in ways that make your nervous system feel safe, your posture feel strong, and your spirit feel alive.

That’s the heart of my work — helping people realize they’re not broken, not at all- just waiting to be reconnected to their own strength.

This next chapter is all about expansion — more science, more creativity, more joy, and more powerful results.

Because when you understand the brain, you can change the body. And when you move with purpose — you become the babe with the power.

10/17/2025

Starting next week, I’m opening a limited number of private sessions at the stunning studios of Academy of Dance Arts.

You can now train with me one-on-one in:
Pilates
Barre
Yoga
Core Restoration
Reiki Healing

These sessions are not your average workout. They’re deep, intuitive, and designed to rebuild you from the inside out — physically, emotionally, and energetically.

Here’s what you can expect:
• Reconnect to your body after burnout or injury
• Strengthen your deep core and realign your posture
• Release trauma and stored tension
• Restore confidence, mobility, and energy
• Feel stronger, calmer, and more at home in your body

One of my client testimonials:
“Two months of working with Stephanie privately changed my life more than 10 years of training in other methods.”

Private training is where real transformation happens — where we get to listen, move, heal, and evolve together.

I’m finishing my calendar this week, so if you’ve been waiting for a private, this is the best time to reach me!

DM me to request your time and day — I’ll do my best to make it work for you.

A huge thank-you to Emily and the amazing ADA team for welcoming me into this beautiful space. I can’t wait to bring my loco energy, my ratchet playlists, and my blend of strength, soul, and science to you — right here.