Since my early childhood, my parents would tell me I should have good grades at school so I could have a well-paid job. So I thought that once I landed it my life would be better.
I used to get mad whenever I heard people say, “You should be happy with what you have.” Now I realize I was wrong.
It’s when I think I don’t have time for yoga that I know it’s the best moment to practice. Even if it’s just staying in savasana and carefully paying attention to my breathing, it still counts.
I wanted to work on the flying pigeon pose the other day. But after a few minutes of practice and a LOT of frustration, I knew it wouldn’t happen because:
When I started my yoga journey, I used to be bothered whenever my daughter was interrupting me.
It’s been 4 years now that I decided to make a big change in my life.
On my quest to find myself, I thought that life coaching was my passion. I had big plans for it but none of them worked out. Over time, I became so obsessed about finding my passion that one day I just broke down and stopped trying so hard.
It’s been 4 years (already!) that I made the decision to quit my job.
I think a lot before speaking. Because I don’t wanna hurt people’s feelings like sometimes they do to me.
Hard work pays off.