I got knocked on my ass and I got knocked hard. So hard in fact, I didn't get back up...until now.
Let's get real here - losing the studio space hit me hard. A helluva a lot harder than I thought it would. I tried moving into a new space in town but "failed" at that. FAILURE - that's what I took from this whole situation. It has taken me months to realize that I didn't fail. The only way to fail, is to quit. Well dammit - I am not a quitter!
So I don't have a space to teach yoga in, doesn't mean I can't teach. I have opened up private sessions. (As I am typing this someone booked a private session online - hello Universe, I hear you and I accept.) I will start to look into other solutions too as this progresses.
Taking a break from the physical practice of yoga has given me plenty of time though to ponder the non-physical practice of yoga. I have started on the Zero Waste path. (Check out my new Facebook Group - Berthoud's Zero Waste Group.) My husband has been in a uproar about it but is slowly jumping on board. He cut up an egg carton to place in the fridge for all the eggs I'm buying locally now instead of from the store. He even left the plastic packaging from around the grapes at the store. He likes it.....he just doesn't know it yet.
Yoga is a way of life. A way of treating others and yourself. It can be expressed in a physical way and a non-physical way. Whatever way that looks like for you, embrace it. And when you get knocked on your ass like I did, get back up (hopefully you do it quicker than I did hahaha) but don't quit. The only way to fail is to not get back up.
So here I am in front of you all, getting up, trying again, making yoga a priority in all its glory, knowing it's okay to get knocked on your ass.