Figuring It Out

I know what I want. ⁣
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Sounds silly to just be figuring this out at my age, but here we are. ⁣And what a journey it’s been. ⁣
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Here’s what happened. I was thinking about heading to Maha Rose today, to say goodbye to the space and take a photo, when I recognized the shift. ⁣I realized that I wanted to go so I’d have a photo for an IG post. I wanted one last glimpse of the hands on the wall in the big class space, and to run my fingers over the leaves of the generous, oversized plants. I still may do that, but not today. ⁣
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I got hired to teach there right before the pandemic, and the first class I taught was on March 17th... from my home. ⁣
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I’ve attended trainings, met some really amazing people, and fell completely in love with the space. ⁣Light enters the windows in the most beautiful way, the ceilings are sky high, and it holds the energy of so much healing. But it was never mine. ⁣
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Here, in the woods amongst the trees, is home. Here, with familiar faces, a woodpile full of snakes, and really slow days, is where I heal. Here, I mediate, I breathe, I let go. ⁣
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In the midst of the pain, the sadness, and even the fear, there are blessings. The biggest of them is the amazing opportunity we’ve been given to reset. Who we are, what we want, and how we define ourselves, it’s all up for grabs. ⁣
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And while a photo of that epic healing space is something to treasure, its the memories that matter more. ⁣

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