2007. I was a few years into teaching yoga and still very much in the mode of seeker. I was raised in the Methodist Church in Arlington, Texas. I dearly loved the community of the church, and yet I struggled in my late teens with the messages and teachings I received. I often felt less than.
In college I sought out different viewpoints to feel as good as. I studied philosophy, literature, history, journalism, and politics. My college roommates were Buddhist, atheist, or agnostic.
Read MoreMy fifth grade kid is studying timelines. How to read them and what events might leave enough impact to denote a bold period on one’s timeline.
It got me thinking about my own timeline — and more specifically as relates to my career as a yoga teacher and small business owner. It’s been anything but a straight, smooth path.
For ease I’ll begin the timeline in November 2004.
Read MoreI struggled with the Be You Yoga Hub’s April mantra. The mantra was Letting Come. I was asking myself and our community to trust the seeds that have been planted. Don’t force it. Embrace the unfolding. Be patient and wait for the blooms.
O but this was so, so hard. It is hard to be patient and to trust when there is much heartache and destruction in our world. It is hard when our global community is at war. It is hard when normal life continues to be shifted.
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