Fear as fuel.

When I took my first two hundred hours of training and started teaching yoga, an ex said to me (unsolicited), “why would you do that? That’s not why your dad paid for you to go to college and get a degree”.

Though obvious he didn’t know what he was saying, it made me pause for a second before realizing that he, like so many others, perhaps continue down a path simply because it is the most well worn. 

Limited vision (society, family norms, fear, comfortability) can create blind spots and cast shadows leaving a deeper purpose in the dark. 

Yes, my schooling has proved incredibly important. I wouldn’t trade the education, friendships, my years at Virginia Tech for anything else. But. 

What he didn’t know was that I had grown up hearing the words, “whatever you decide to be, be you first and let that lead. If you are happy, you have more than most.” 

Following my knowing and Daddio’s advice led me out of the comfort bubble to running a studio, owning a business, traveling the world for work, and ABOVE ALL- finding more authenticity in where I was headed. Ironically, it leads me back to being the student again and again. 

I’ve noticed that as people watch your journey into the unknown, it tends to go one of two ways. 

They are inspired or they are triggered. 

Neither response is your responsibility.

Neither reaction should change your decision. 

You serve as a reflection and people can only meet others where they have been themselves. 

Turns out Dad was right per usual. The more leaps I take, the better it gets. 

The unknown is scary, but to me the alternative is way more terrifying. 

Do you even if that means no one else gets it.

Do it scared. I think life is way too precious and too short not to. 

You’ll find more than most. 🤍