A strange thing happened to me recently. If you know me or have been following my blog, you know I love and believe in yoga. I’m an experienced yoga teacher with over 500 hours of teacher training. I’ve worked in several studios and eventually became the manager of one.
But my yoga journey felt empty.
I won’t dwell on the reasons here, but I will say I got caught in the trap of doing yoga “right,” of being an “A” student, and craving the “honor roll” in yoga. What I learned was in doing this, I lost not only my yoga journey, but a bit of myself as well.
After playing U2’s, “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For,” until my family begged me to stop (and they like the song!), I decided to do something about it. To start on a new yoga journey. I’m going to dedicate a portion of this blog to that new journey. One that’s truthful and honest. It may not be pretty or Instagram-pose worthy, but it’s something I need to do for me. To see what I learn on the way.
I’d love it if you’d take the journey with me. Maybe your journey is yoga, or writing, or something else entirely. Comment, and tell me about something you’re approaching in a new way, or maybe exploring for the first time. I’d love to share the journey with you!