It’s been a long time since I’ve written. And not because I didn’t have plenty to say, but I decided to follow the old saying, “If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.” It wasn’t that I had a mouthful of hateful words to spout, but more that I’ve been in such a personal transition that nothing made sense, even to myself. So, I guess more appropriately, I was following, “If you can’t say anything that makes any sense, don’t bother moving your tongue (or typing the keys).”
This transition has been difficult and sat at times, and inspiring and energizing at others. This “transition” I’m speaking about has several components; an injury (or re-injury); a shift in my teaching schedule; a desire to teach, practice, and understand yoga differently than I have been; and a bucket of new yoga information. And while I said this has been sometimes difficult, I also realize that the transition has been divinely inspired; each shift or piece of new information presented itself at the perfect time, whether I realized it at the time or not. All of it I created through manifestations, even the uncomfortable pieces, as a way to teach myself the lessons I want to learn and to grow into what I want to become.
For the next few days, I’ll fill you in on what I’ve been learning the past month, starting with how injury has effected me. For the rest of the month, I’ll keep you posted the new, incredible journey I’m taking. I hope you’ll stick around.