Social media has this way of creating optical illusions. And as participants, we often leverage that by putting photos up where we are at our best. We all do it. But today, I’d like to offer you this, which is a more complete picture.
Many of you have seen posts this past month of me so ecstatically happy, having accomplished the opening of my dream yoga studio. This is something for years that I felt called to do. And then I was relentless. I worked my ass off and universe met me halfway by having the pieces fall into place. The joy you see in my pics is very real, the love for my job truly fills my heart, but it’s only a part of the story.
Can we be real with each other? Interspersed in my joy are times of deep self doubt. I regularly ask myself what have I done? Did I bite off more than I can chew? There are moments of acute panic (especially when i look at the Amex bill )
I wonder every day if I’ll really pull this off and if my company will grow to serve more women and families. Im so excited when I meet new students that heard about our classes because the word on the street is that Prana has amazing classes. The other day I met a couple who traveled from Queens to take my Yoga For Labor class. I was over the moon with joy. But... later that night, I was so ridiculously exhausted from the 14 hour day, I went face-down and wept into my bed and truly wished I’d never opened a studio at all.
Im proud, excited, exhausted, scared, inspired, determined, doubtful, and fiercely on purpose. Life is beautiful. Life is messy! I’m really grateful. #keepinitreal
Prana Prenatal Yoga