That first word on the page stands there, simultaneously brave AND alone.
You're already talking yourself out of the journey long before you even move your feet. This blog has been blossoming in small corners of my mind for a while now. I have been dreaming up content, creating ideas, building vision boards of how I want it to feel, inspire, and interact.
But in all that dreaming, nothing ever bloomed into ACTION.
But then you add more letters, that turn into words, from which sentences begin to take shape, and things get a little less scary. You're doing it. You're writing.
Sometimes, we have to trust that we will learn along the way, otherwise we risk remaining where we are; we forfeit forging the path laid out ahead. We find ourselves stopped by all the things which we have to do/say/finish BEFORE we can leap into the unknown to discover what we are made of.
Well, here I am. Pushing back from the bow, proudly heading, with windblown hair, (because in this version of my life I am driving down the coast in my future BMW convertible) into the unknown, ready to take a journey with you.
I envision this space to be filled to the brim with love, compassion, learning, quests, connection to each other and ourselves, discovering tiny moments that make all the difference, redefining connection through a creative community of artists, using yoga's teaching and asana to help us unlock understanding and appreciation for ourselves and our bodies, while finding joy in the sweet smell of muffins rising in the oven and flour on your apron strings.
Let's use this space to
one inhale and exhale at a time.
Let's POUR / GATHER / FOLD.