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Hi, I'm Tasha. Let me tell you how my journey towards a healthy lifestyle started.

We all have a story to share...maybe, you can relate to mine.

A single incident can irrevocably change the trajectory of our existence. One such day started ordinarily enough; I woke up to attend to my children, preparing their breakfast and lunches for the day. It was picture day at preschool for my eldest, Nikos, so we dressed him in a charming outfit, making sure his hair was handsome. Little did I anticipate that this seemingly mundane day would mark a significant turning point in my life.

As I was going about my daily chores, an unexpected phone call that would shake me to my core. My mother, who was always punctual, hadn't shown up for work. Alarmed, I dropped Nikos at preschool and hurried to my mother's house with my youngest, Zenos, safely strapped in his car seat. The sight that greeted me was one that would forever scar my memory - my mother, lifeless on the floor. The shock was so intense that I was rendered incapable of dialing 911 or even using my phone. In a moment of desperation, I sought assistance from a neighbor, while Zenos remained secure in the car.


My mother and I had a unique bond; she was my biggest cheerleader and my closest confidante. We had navigated numerous trials together, and her delight in becoming a grandmother to my children was boundless. Their loss of her is profoundly heartbreaking, especially since they lack memories of the extraordinary woman she was.


In the aftermath of her death, life became a whirlwind of emotions and responsibilities. I was dealing with postpartum depression, a fact I wouldn't recognize until later, while also caring for my 8-month-old and toddler. My support network did their best, but amidst the shock and sorrow, nothing felt genuinely comforting. My default reaction was to suppress my pain, telling myself to stay strong and continue with the necessary tasks. There was no room to process my grief; I had to sort out my mother's affairs, ready her house for sale, organize a celebration of life, create a slideshow, arrange her cremation, and handle urgent legal matters. I never wanted to let anyone down, so I just kept managing my daily tasks, which felt overwhelmingly burdensome.

As time went on, I found myself grappling with unexpected struggles. My grief was unaddressed, and it manifested in harmful coping strategies. I would vent my frustration on my kids and emotionally distance myself from my spouse, withdrawing from friends and family, thinking it was the only way to manage my pain. However, this self-imposed isolation only intensified my feelings of loneliness and disorientation.

Tasha Karidis  walking her dog

Taking a walk with my dog. This is one of my favorite things to do.

Tasha Karidis with her 2 sons and puppyu

Spending my vacation with my sons, who mean everything to me.

Then, one pivotal day after dropping my children at childcare, I found myself entering Sol Flow Yoga Studio. That was the moment my healing journey commenced. Through countless yoga sessions, I allowed myself to crumble and gradually rebuild. I wept, fell apart on the mat, and found the strength to piece myself back together. It was a process, but after about a year and a half, I began to see "color" in my life again – a renewed sense of optimism and a deeper connection with myself and those around me.
During this transformative healing journey, I faced the challenges of a weakened immune system, which prompted me to investigate the root causes of my recurring illnesses. This exploration led me to delve into various health modalities over seven years. My journey began with mold detoxification, proceeded with parasite detoxes, and ultimately addressed hypothyroidism.

Through these trials and discoveries, I have accumulated a significant wealth of knowledge and personal experiences. Now, my fervent desire is to extend a lifeline to others who might be facing similar health challenges. I am motivated by the wish to share my insights and support those who are navigating their paths toward wellness and vitality.

Today, I continue on this journey of healing, acknowledging that grief is not something to conquer but rather an integral part of my identity. Yoga has become my refuge, providing a space to face my emotions and embrace vulnerability. I'm learning to be more compassionate towards myself, seeking help when necessary, and understanding that healing is a continuous process of growth and resilience. As I move forward, I honor the memory of my cherished mother, carrying her love and wisdom with me as I face each moment with renewed strength and bravery.

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