Four years ago yesterday, I took refuge vows and officially became a Buddhist. Five years ago today, I registered for my 200 hour yoga teacher training. Tomorrow is my 51st birthday. To quote myself,
You go through this ceremony which is like part baptism and part wedding and you expect to be born again somehow, cleansed or something, a new beginning, but really I’m just back in the heat of my own stew, laughing at how silly I was to think anything was going to be magically changed by it. I have to do the work, show up and practice, it’s up to me and that’s never going to change. This is my path, for sure and for real.
Happy, happy birthday! The 50s are GREAT! ❤