Yellow Bodhi is a personal growth hub for heart-centered people. We provide our members with the community support, education and resources they need to live courageous, purposeful and fulfilled lives.
YELLOW – Represents happiness, clarity, and energy
BODHI – Supreme knowledge or enlightenment
Together Yellow Bodhi represent our mission.
I’d like to introduce myself as the creator of Yellow Bodhi. My name is Kristina Bentle. I am a digital native, personal growth advocate, nature lover, mother, wife and spiritual being living a human existence.
Yellow Bodhi an idea that I’ve been dreaming for many years. As I have been exploring life to find my own purpose, I knew I wanted to find a way to make a large impact on the world. I have a dream of creating a more loving, kind, generous and caring world. I believe finding like-minded people and empowering them to come together is the key.
Early in my adult life I was convinced that the odds would never be in my favor…
I felt I would forever be a terrified “little girl” in a great big world. It all started as a young child, I recall the crippling anxiety & depression that led me to the guidance counselor’s office every day of 8th grade. In that time, no one really knew how to help me. Mental illness wasn’t something that was talked about. And to see mental illness in a child was unheard of at the time. So I learned how to hide. The anxiety and depression became my identity in which I desperately wanted to keep hidden.
In the early years of college, after bouncing around and running away from problems, I met and started dating my first real love.
Our relationship was intense and yet immature. Complicated and sweet. He was the man I wanted to marry. My partner in life who I finally felt understood and accepted me and my flaws. Through my anxiety and depression, I felt a small sense of hope when we were together, that maybe I could finally be normal. He was the second person in my life that I ever felt comfortable enough around to be my true self without fear of rejection.
The first person was my best friend. We met in 9th grade and were friends through high school and college. In the summer of 2006, my world was turned upside. A week after I last saw my best friend, I got a call…. I vividly remember answering the phone.
I remember those words clear as day, “there was an accident, she didn’t make it.” She was 22.
My rock through that tragedy was my partner in life, he held my hand each step of the way as I grieved for a beautiful soul lost so young. I was convinced that he and I we were brought together by some sort of Divine Being. I told myself, “God knew he would be taking my best friend, so he brought this wonderful man into my life to help me through it all”.
Less than two years later in the summer of 2008, my world was shattered and my faith in any Divine Being was shattered. I vividly remember the last 48 hours, July 1st & 2nd, 2008. From our last phone conversation to the knock at the door, to the sight of him on the hospital bed. A car accident left him in a coma.
The man I was going to marry, the man I had fallen head over heels in love with, my rock…. was gone. He died at the age of 23.
I spiraled into my own black hole of despair.
I spiraled into my own black hole of despair.
My anxiety and depression consumed me and fueled my reckless behavior for the next five years. My grief became “my story”, it defined me. At times, I began to think of ways to escape the torture of life. Other times, I was able to recover “my mask” and hide again behind the facade of being normal. I was in and out of therapy, I began getting involved in personal development courses and I was reading about personal growth in an effort to “figure it all out”. I attempted to begin growing a positive circle of influence — but my social anxiety wouldn’t let me, at least that’s what I believed so I just presumed I was doomed to be an outsider for the rest of my life.
I met my future husband along this journey (we are happily married now). We fell in love even though my heart still ached with grief but he was patient with me. For that, I am forever grateful. As I tried to come to grips with my perception of reality, I experienced a lot of ups and downs. My husband made a profound impact on my journey and it’s his love that helped push me through some of the hardest moments. But I wasn’t ready yet to love myself. Finally, in 2013, I hit rock bottom. I was admitted into a psych ward and it saved my life and finally helped me see a glimpse of hope for my future.
During my hospital stay, I was first introduced to the idea of irrational thinking and cognitive distortions. I became fascinated with cognitive behavioral therapy. Soon, I began devouring any books that I could find on helping me understand why I felt the way I did. I wanted to find a way to be happy and I wanted to find a way to “fix myself”.
I didn’t find a way to “fix myself”… because I wasn’t broken
Each day, I choose to live.
i began to accept & love myself & I was finally able to grow.
I’ve been able to put the pieces in place that help create and sustain happiness in life. The terrified little girl has grown up and finally found her joy and strength. I am here to help others do the same. I want to help the world become a better place because I know in my heart that it’s possible. I know that when we learn to live with love instead of fear that we can surpass any circumstances and adversity we face! And together we are more powerful and can create more change than we can alone.
I launched my spiritual enterprise to follow my dreams. I am absolutely living the dream and that’s why I decided to create my Living the Dream Program especially for other women. In this course, I guide you through the journey of finding your dream and pursuing your purpose. It took me over 10 years of searching and suffering to find my inner peace. Let me help you by sharing what I’ve learned. Don’t try to do this alone, take a look and see if this would be a fit for you!