Sometimes everything in life slots into place so very nicely. That being said, getting to that place can be o so very tricky. At the start of this year, I had an amazing boyfriend, a lovely little flat and what I thought to be a stable job. Six months on, life did a complete 180. I found myself single, jobless, sleeping on a sofa bed and more surprisingly, brunette. It's been a rapid of a ride, with a big waterfall thrown in the middle but thankfully...
I can now sink back into a bubble bath of retrospect and feel grateful for all the turbulence.
I'm about to embark on an adventure which has been laden with so much synchronicty that even my step mum commented (with not even a smidge of a prompt), that it must be 'written in the stars'.
Yoga has been a big part of my life since university. Amongst all the potential career paths/ creative projects/ blog ideas/ book ideas/ travel trip ideas my head musters up, it's been a consistent thread. And I'm off to India to pursue it. My yoga teacher training in Vinyassa Flow begins on October 31st at the Brahmani Yoga Centre in Angura, Goa. Yes, Yes, Yes!
I found out about the last minute opening of the course just over a week ago and had acceptance a week ago today. I weighed up all the rationalities like timing and money – they even told me to go! I was planing to go to India in December and was going to use the next few months to save up. However, the off season timings of this course mean that everything works out about £1500 cheaper. No brainer really. And the timings? Well `my freelance job naturally came to a close and gave me the passport to jump on the plane. Perfect.
That being said, I'm nervous of leaving life as I know it all on my own. But the things that make you nervous are quite often the things that you should be doing. They're the things that you really care about. And at times like this, you've got to feel the nerves, turn them into success and say YES.
London life has been incredible. My frends blow my mind with their amazingness. So do the East London warehouse parties with bass lines that I just want to snog. Cycling around London with music in my ears watching people go about life always makes me feel like I'm in a film set with the soundtrack playing in my ears. The kind of film that makes you snuggle up to the person next to you and think 'yea, it's a pretty good world we live in isn't it?'. I'll miss that.
