Firsts are a big deal; especially when unprepared. My challenge is to begin.

Maybe you wonder what this blog will be about? Maybe I ask myself the same question. Yes! We already have something in common, Friend! Interests that will most definitely be topics to frequent these blog pages include nutrition, cooking, yoga, hiking, music, meditation, travel, et Cetera. Unique? No, not even remotely. But this space is cathartic for us both. We journey through this blog together in community.

Let me share with you. Thirteen years ago, instructing yoga seemed like a dream job. Emphasis on dream because dreams are not high powered enough for Silicon Valley. And that’s what I told myself as I earned a Bachelor of Science degree and then became a Registered Dietitian. Three years into my first job as a clinical dietitian at Stanford Health Care, I burned out. And so here I am writing a blog about whatever, and we are figuring it out together.

Kenny Graham and Hannah Muse taught the Fall 200 hours ROOTS of Yoga teacher training at Pleasure Point Yoga in beautiful, serene Santa Cruz, CA. Six months of juicy meditation, asana, and learning about the body in yogic motion. And I am a student and soon-to-be certified yoga teacher! Because, why not? My career is askew. I weave through experiences and trust that these threads will become a tapestry of meaning and memories. Thirteen years in the making, and I am ready.

Rebirth was my intention-word at the start of the YTT program. And that seems fitting. The program shone light on parts of myself that had dulled and dimmed after years of cultivating “my career” and forgoing my passions. I am reinforcing myself. We all need a little reviving and reinforcing now and then.

When I doubt my unstructured process of weaving through passions to hopefully guide me into a new future, I remember an interview with Martha Beck in the 1440 Multiversity’s fall/winter 2017-2018 catalogue. When asked how to find your life’s path after losing the trail, Martha was quoted saying, “You find the trail through tracking back to find the last thing that brought you joy. It’s like a game of getting warmer or getting colder. You find the places in your life where it’s warmer, and warmer, and warmer, and then red hot- then you’ve found it.”

I am finding it. Whatever it may be.

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