This time last fall I embarked on a new and exciting journey as a yoga educator. My supportive role soon included copywriting and administrative tasks, all of which aligned perfectly with my creative side.
I learned so much about teaching, technology, marketing, and most importantly about my own capabilities. I felt like I was making a real impact on the world for the first time outside of my role as a partner and mother.
As I continued to adapt and grow into my new role, I was eager to take on new tasks and responsibilities. In many ways it reminded me of my years in college – preparing, studying, and completing assignments and projects -and I loved it!
I continued to take on more and more, spending the majority of the spring and summer months in front of my computer. I was writing, collaborating, teaching and filling my cup, or so I thought. I was so focused on success and achievement that I didn’t notice I was getting further and further away from my self…my family…my heart…my home.
Now, a year later, I have found myself on a completely different course then were I was last fall. Although I always felt fulfilled as a mom and small town yoga teacher, there was a part of me that wondered if that was enough. I learned this fall, that is most certainly is.
So, as we head into the holiday season, I find myself back home, back to my heart and more my self than I’ve felt in years.