One day you will look back and see that all along, you were blooming. All along, you were being prepared for something that was far greater than you, and even though it was so hard to see in the moment, it made all the difference that you chose to believe: even here, even now, your story was far from over. Because the truth is, you wouldn’t still be here if there wasn’t more to your story. You wouldn’t still be here if there wasn’t more for you to see. You wouldn’t still be here if you were not still blooming into the person you were meant to be. — Morgan Harper Nichols
If any of you have come along to a class of mine, you'll know that I love to infuse dharma, stories, wisdom and inspiration alongside the regular moving, breathing, stretching and being of yoga.
And if you've ever read a post or two of mine here, or on social media, you'll know I'm open, honest, and pretty to-the-point.
I love being honest in a world that is so often far too concerned about trying to look perfect or be enough for everyone else. But being honest doesn't mean it's easy. Holy moly, no! Being vulnerable, it flat out sucks at times. So why do I keep doing it? Well, because so often, it's how I have found my peeps. Those conversations after class, those emails that land in my inbox, those moments of connection with people all over - people connecting with me, because of my words, telling me they don't feel so alone anymore, or that they understand completely.. this is why.
But honestly, this past year I've not shared so much about a quiet crisis of confidence I've been having for a good 12 months now. I've not shared about the heartbreak of change. I've not been speaking so much about certain pains and experiences, because I've been waiting to process them myself... and bugger.. I'm still bloody processing them, and they're still bloody happening. Haha don't you wish sometimes healing would just fucking happen already?
Regardless, I've had a good month+ off uni now (which tends to take up all my head space!), and a couple of weeks off teaching (which I love, but is a commitment that takes away from couch and chill time, ya know) ;) and I'm loving the creativity that is coming back. I'm remembering why space is so important. And I'm feeling some love again - for me, for my life, for my dreams.
And that is priceless.
So may I remember to remain OPEN to love and kindness this year, especially towards myself. And may you feel the same xo