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Surrendering to my True Nature


My first solo travel experience was to Hawaii for a yoga teacher training. I stayed in a house with 5 other beautiful, inspiring, hilarious yogis. We shared kale chips and yoga tips and adventures. Falling asleep to the sound of sweet little lizard inhabitants, and waking to the sound of palm trees in the wind. We spent our days immersed in yoga, soaking up so much knowledge from our amazing teacher Karin Kuhn. Our free time was spent at the beach- a 5 minute walk from our house. Or sometimes out grabbing some food at a local restaurant, hitchhiking to whole foods (seriously), or exploring Maui (including a water fall hike, a trip to a nude beach, sneaking into a resort pool, and checking out the giant Banyan tree in Lahiana.) It was during this experience that I knew I wanted to become a traveling yoga teacher.

A few months after coming home, I was itching to travel. I was also itching for a pair of Teeki leggings. I'd been eyeballing the northern lights leggings for a while. I googled them and ended up finding SUP Bliss. They were offered a SUP yoga teacher training in California and I immediately signed up. The training was about 3 days and absolutely amazing. And thanks to mother nature, I got to stay an extra few days because of a storm back home.

The next fall, I set up a yoga teaching work exchange position in Greece. I taught yoga on a deck that

overlooked the beach, ate many kalamata olives and drank Greek frappes (ugh i miss you both), floated in buoyant waters on black sand beaches, and met amazing people. From there, I decided to check out Albania, which is still by far one of my favorite places. I hopped on a plane to meet up with my aunt and uncle in Austria. So much beauty. So much art. And then I came home. Being home was awesome for a while. I got to catch up with friends and family. My old job felt familiar but also new and exciting. I had a fresh outlook on life. I decided to "settle down" for a bit. Which for me meant pretending I wanted to stay put while constantly checking Yoga Trade for a fitting opportunity. That's how I ended up in New Zealand.

Once I came back from NZ, I decided to truly stay put for a while this time. I wanted to be able to teach yoga steadily. I wanted some sort of routine, while also keeping adventure and exploration in my everyday life. And aside from a short but amazing trip to Canada, and a few weekend road trips, I did stay put. I keep telling myself to stay. It's the most logical. Everyone in my life would prefer me to be here. I make more money when I'm home. It's consistent. If I stay in one place, I can finish my degree. I can build a clientele of students. I don't have to risk ruining a relationship. But...my mind always end up back to travel.

For a while- Ive tried to fight this. I travel a bit, my soul feels whole. And then I come home, and I begin a routine over again. I start teaching somewhere. I wait tables. I live at home. I put up with the cold. I tell myself, okay. This time, I'm staying put. Time to be an adult. Time to settle down. Time to finish my dance degree. But then as usual, I start to day dream. I envision myself waking up in the middle of nature, stepping out of my camper and taking a dip in a river, stream, ocean. Wrapping up in a towel and starting my camping stove to boil some water for tea. Getting in some acro yoga play time with my boyfriend or having a peaceful outdoor practice by myself. Exploring local coffee shops, museums, hiking, paddling, meeting locals, (badly) sketching my new surroundings... I want to go to bed listening to the sounds of palms swaying in the breeze or the ocean's crashing waves, or the tap tap tap of rain on the van roof. I try to snap myself back to the plan. Stay put. Finish dance degree. Open studio. Don't. Risk. Ruining. Anything. This has caused me to tighten up. To become irritable and anxious and unsatisfied with life. These last few months, I rededicated myself to my practice, and I started to soften. I started to allow myself surrender to this idea. To be okay with doing something super unconventional. To be okay with not opening a studio within the next 5 years. I took a big exhale and let go of these limits I created for myself in my head. My mind, my body, and my soul are being called to travel. And I'm done fighting it. And I can already feel this sense of peace washing over me.

So instead of forcing myself to stay put, I've decided to do what feels natural, inviting, and exciting to me at this point in my life. For me, right now, that means keeping my eyes open to any vans for sale. Saving money. Figuring out a way to make an income while traveling full time. It means pursuing nontraditional forms of education like dance workshops and yoga training. And enjoying my daily life, knowing that now that I'm not fighting it, it will all fall into place. For you, surrendering to your current true nature might not mean moving into a van and traveling the world. It might mean getting an online certificate. Or quitting a job you hate. Moving to another state. Minimizing your life/belongings. Eating more whole plant based foods. You're being called to do something. Listen.

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Here is the amazing, knowledgeable, inspiring woman Karin Kuhn who I did my 200 hour training with. http://yogawithkarinkuhn.com/

And here is SUP Bliss. If you're looking to have an amazing unique retreat or do a sup ytt, I highly recommend them! http://blisspaddleyoga.com/


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