Anything Is Everything

Cheers All,

As most of you know, I am a big fan of yoga. The benefits are endless, but when I come across a teacher who touches my soul the experience is priceless. I see it as a true blessing.

Exactly that happened last week. I wouldn't say he was the best teacher in the world, but wisdom coming from him made me look inside and think. He shared many wonderful thoughts, but one of them touched me the most. While in my down-facing dog, he dropped a wisdom bomb on me. Literally. It resonated with me right away, it was a light bulb moment. Not to keep you in suspense any longer (just testing your patience), here it is:

"How you do anything is how you do everything."

Sounds simple at first, but not quite. I expect to some it might not make sense at all. Yet some would want to disagree. But if you dare to see the depth of this saying, you'll be able to connect the dots.

Let me explain. The teacher was originally referring to a yoga practice. Specifically, to simple poses, basics so to speak. And what he meant was how you do any pose (small or big) is how you do all of them. If you give your best shot with a simple mountain pose you will strive to do the best you can with any challenging pose. He went further and transcended this wisdom from yoga mat to life.

Really if you think about it, if you approach any small task with passion and determination, you most likely strive for that same passion in other areas in your life. And vice versa. If you don't care, and just do a half-a**ed job in some areas, most likely it is how you approach other areas in your life. People who are known to do their best with anything do it with everything.

I know some might disagree, but those who always strive to be the best they can be, know what I am talking about. They also know when they are not giving their best selves, and deep down they know they are cheating themselves. I know it too well. Always been the one who strives to improve herself, I am painfully aware when I am faking it. The feeling is so destructive to the soul that giving your best self is the not just a solution but the only answer.

And how I  do anything will ultimately lead to how I do everything (no matter what it is). That is why I wouldn't leave work at 5:57pm, why I wouldn't use excuses to call in sick, or work from home, why I wouldn't leave a yoga class during the final Shavasana pose, why I wouldn't promise unless I was 100% sure I'd keep it, why I wouldn't lie.
And it's simple, because my attitude towards anything will determine my attitude towards everything. those 3 minutes won't give me anything but a pathetic excuse for my personal weakness. If I take the low road in one area, how can I expect to ride the high road in another? It's the standard you hold yourself to that determines how you approach anything and everything.

Go beyond small and big. Go wholesome. Take the high road every time. 

Building character

Cheers All!

Although I am generally happy with my personal development and the way it's going, there are still some areas where I have challenges. Not that I couldn't deal with them, I just never really wanted to or tried to. For some reason, I gave myself a slack on them. Kind of like using my "I'm a human, I make mistakes too" card.

And honestly, it seemed all normal to me to flip out or lose my cool over certain situations. They would pass, and I would be back to my "highly spiritual" self. So they didn't seem like a big deal, except for the annoyance they caused in my life.

So since I got back from Hawaii (where I was at complete bliss with myself) I had been doing great. But it was easy. Everything was going smoothly, I had no problems.
However a couple of days ago, I was presented with one of those situations that would flip me out. Nothing serious, just inconvenience or annoyance with others (let's leave it at that).
On autopilot I lost my cool. And you know what happens when you lose your cool? I think it goes the same way for everyone. Other things fall out of order, more irritating issues come up, and you get angrier and angrier, to the point you are ready for a week long yoga retreat...
So for a day and a half, I was a madman (well a madwoman in this case, but who wants to associate madness with a woman?:).
And then I started thinking crazy stuff about other things in my life, cause that's what happens when you're not at peace inside. And let me tell you, our minds will jump on it, and go on a wild ride that is very risky and hard to stop.
I had to do something quickly. So yesterday after yoga, meditation, reflection, etc. I realized I didn't have to react to those irritating situations this way. Basically, I'd look at them from the outside, and keep my emotions completely at bay. Just observe them, if you will.
As soon as I realized it, my mind stopped racing, my heart slowed down, and I was able to smile again. But it's not all, it gets better. Then I realized, I didn't actually do anything wrong, so there was no reason for me to be so hard on myself and go through unnecessary stress. I don't have to please everyone, especially because pleasing someone is usually driven by our ego. If we are true to ourselves and respectful of others, there should not be a situation where we need to go out of our way to please someone. It serves purpose to no one.

So happy to admit that this time, I finally got it. And what a relief, for those situations will present themselves now and then. It's life. But it takes a real character to remain calm and collected, and most importantly, stay true to yourself.
 Love to All!

Answering Unanswered, Part III

Cheers all,

So here I am, down to my last challenge in uprooting any emotional blocks and leaving them behind me.
The last man addressed was the one I loved with all of my heart, body and soul. I didn't love him with my mind, and in the end it was my mind that took victory.
I wrote about this relationship earlier http://sashasaid-newyorklove.blogspot.com/2011/06/crazy-in-love-ii.html.
But to give you an idea, it was the most difficult relationship I ever had. He was my soulmate. I know, you'll say How could it be if he was your soulmate? Isn't it what we all look for when it comes to love?

Yes and No. Back then, I also believed that once I'd meet my soulmate I'd be happy and complete. Nothing would matter, I'd be living my dream. Meeting my soulmate WAS my dream.

Well, as I learned later, meeting one's soulmate doesn't mean any of this. It could, but not necessarily.  For the most part, it simply means meeting your soulmate, and dealing with all the past and many karmic connections that took place in previous lives.
Soulmates are deep rooted, from other and many past lives, and unfortunately, have a lot of issues carried over from a lifetime to a lifetime. And it doesn't come with a guarantee of "Love forever" or "Beautiful Love".

Simply put, it's not easy, it's not lifting as we think love would make us feel. It's more about resolving and fixing. I am not saying it's the case with all soulmate relationships, but that was the case with mine. From day 1, it was a battle, it was a survival. I knew I loved him, and he loved me. But being together was too much to handle for either. We couldn't be happy. It was so complicated that it will take me a lifetime to figure out. For now, I'll just tell you that it was meaningful and important, and unavoidable. But it was also destructive and painful. It had to end. And it did.

So 2 years ago, I finally left him after x-times of break-ups. It was hard, if not impossible. I ran. I left my stuff at his place, I changed my number, I started dating someone right away, and pushed "us" as deep as I could. That was the only way I could finally remove myself from this relationship.

Though I managed to move on 2 years ago, the way I handled it was disconcerting, and bothered me the whole time. I wrote a letter ( 3!) to him that I never sent. They had it all: how much I loved him, how he was my soulmate, how sorry I was that I couldn't fight for our love anymore, and how impossible it was for us to be together. I never sent it to him, that is until my quest "Answering Unanswered".
Maybe one of the reasons I even started this quest because I finally was able to face "this" relationship and ready to leave it behind me. I had to. I wanted to. I was ready.

I wanted to send those letters to him, to finally have a deserving ending. and I did. He never responded.

Was I surprised? No. I didn't think he would. But I know he read them, and perhaps they made sense to him.
As for me, I was finally able to make peace with it, and move on.
More importantly, I was ready to start a new chapter or even a new book in my life, where I'd open my heart, body, soul AND mind to a New Love.

Answering Unanswered, Part II

Cheers all,

I took my time, but search for the unanswered continued.

This time I went deeper, straight to my heart. It was someone who made a difference in my life. Someone who effected it in the most profound way.

Well lovers, something I never shared with you is that some time ago which seems like eternity now, I was in a long-term, committed relationship. We weren't married but it was more than that.

Seriously. We met when I was 20 and as naive as one can be. He was 13 years senior, experienced and smart. He was tough, and even senseless to those who didn't matter.
And it was one of those fateful meetings we had, when you just know it holds the future...

He saw me the minute he noticed me. You know what I mean, the moment he laid his eyes on me for the first time, he could see my soul. And he fell in love with it.
For the next 4+ years he was my world and I was his flower. I was the flower he tended to, he was my soil and gardener.
He taught me everything he knew, which was plenty, but even more so priceless. He was the one who taught me how to be strong, how to be tough, how to be self-sufficient.

I was growing, and as I thought absolutely happy. We called our relationship a partnership, and partners we were. Though in reality, he was a partner, I was his associate. We did well. But romance (and sex), though present in the beginning, was completely replaced with our "partnership" responsibilities.

So understand, there was nothing I could say about him that would be any close to explaining the role this man played in my life. Nor would I want to. But my quest for resolving the past and leaving it behind me brought me here.

Anyway, 7 years ago, I left him. It was my choice. And it was the most difficult decision I ever had to make. Leaving him, I knew my life would never be the same. There would be a hard road ahead, a lone road. But I had to do it. I wanted to. Of course, I was scared. I didn't know what would happen to me. But I needed to break away from the protected world he created for me, for us. I needed to learn how to make it on my own. I wanted to stand on my own, depend on no one but myself. I was thirsty for an absolute freedom and independence. He fought for me for 6 months, he even proposed to me. But my mind was made up. In the end, he accepted it, and let me go.

Since then, It was a hard road all along, but I never regretted leaving him. I always knew our relationship was not the one I wanted to have with a man I'd marry. There was too much mentoring, and not enough of sharing, and definitely not enough of romancing. I wanted my partner to be my lover more than my mentor. But that connection stayed with me the whole time. There was no one like him who could see me so well and be so involved in my dreams and my ambitions.

He didn't want to stay friends, and eventually we lost touch. But last Fall, he emailed me. It was a nice email, not suggestive of anything. Just something he wanted me to know. And I thought perhaps he was finally open to my idea to being friends, or at least being in each other's life. So I asked him if he'd like to meet. He said Yes.
2 weeks later (which was 2 months ago), we met. 7 years since we saw each other, or even spoke. I was nervous more than excited. I wanted to tell him how I'd done, how I'd become all he wanted me to be! I was strong and independent, I'd made it on my own. I wanted to make him proud.

As it turned out, he had different expectations. He thought I was ready to come back. Yes, to come back to him after 7 years apart. He said he was waiting for that day, and there was nothing he would love more. I cried. That wasn't my intention. I had to go. Again.
He said he'd always be there, any day, any time, whenever I'd want to.

It was the hardest moment I'd had since the time I left him. But there was nothing I could do. I don't have the love he has for me, even though he holds a special place in my heart. And I am not 20 anymore. Now I know who I am and what I want. And it's a strong independent woman who wants an equal partner, who is not a mentor, but a lover and a friend. Someone I could love as much as he loves me.

Answering Unanswered, Part I

Cheers!

If you recall, in my prior post, I dared myself to reach out to the men who stayed unresolved mysteries to me. The ones who touched me in a serious way, yet left me questioning why didn't it lead to more??

First 2 men I am going to write about here, weren't my boy-friends or even the men I dated. They were mere stars that fleetingly crossed my horizon, but the light was so bright the memory of it was shining for months to come.

One of them made me feel like home the moment I met him. He felt familiar. There was something about him that made me forget about the world and be taken to that place I would call my dream. I wanted to look into his eyes, kiss his lips, be in his presence. We went all the way to LV for our first date after meeting. It was the best time I had in a long time, it was too good to be true. He made me feel special, I was happy. Though the whole time, I felt that any moment I'd wake up and it would all end, it wasn't real. It was just a dream.

Indeed, the LV escape ended and we both came back to reality. 2 more dates in NYC, and that was it. He didn't pursue me, I didn't insist. I knew he wasn't in the same place I was. There was no place for me in his life. Other things I felt that made me realize it wasn't going to happen.
In my usual way, I let it go and moved on. But the connection was so strong, I was crashed for weeks, I cried.... I was vulnerable. And yet I was strong.
2 years later I emailed him. Although I already knew why it didn't happen I needed to hear it from him. And I did. Of course, I knew he would respond. I expected no less from him. His response was simple and truthful. It confirmed what I thought. I was happy to know that I was right to hold him to the high standard. I was sad to learn that he still wasn't in a happy and open state.

The other man was different. There was nothing sad and longing about him. He was pure joy! Again, I felt free and open with him the moment we met. It's like it was just 2 of us and the rest of the world was somewhere else. The chemistry (both physical and intellectual) was overpowering, and we didn't try to fight it. The problem? Yes there was one. He was from Santa Monica, I was(am) from New York. There was the whole country between us. And you know how it usually happens in situations like this, he called - I didn't answer, I called - he didn't answer. We got lost in distance and time.

6 months later I emailed him. His response was pure joy again. It made me smile. It was as endearing as the time we spent together. He thought I was out of his league (how sweet:), and he was just one of the many guys I was playing with. Of course, none of it was true. You guys know me:) I am dorky, but for some reason men think of me as a player. Happened many times. I learned to ignore it. Anyway, my West Coast friend and I laughed it off, and closed our chapter on a happy note! What more could I ask for?

Conclusion: don't be afraid to search for the truth. It could be sad and unsatisfying still. It could be fun and pure joy all the way. But either way, it will help make peace with the unanswered and move on to a better and happier place inside and out. Take that chance!

Answering Unanswered

There will always be questions in life that we simply won't find answers for. And usually, it's fine (if not best) to make peace with it. But personally, I prefer to at least take a shot and see what I can find. I need to know. Even if it's just that I will never know.

Last month, I realized that there were still some unanswered questions that I never took a shot at. It'd been some busy time :) But seriously, they were holding me back in some way or another. I knew if I was on track about being as authentic as I could be and be in a complete alignment with my inner self, I needed to address them.

This time, I am looking personally, all the way into my heart.
How about those guys that were so promising in the beginning but got away? You know the type. They are interested right away, they go out of their way to win you over, and they do a good job at it. Then, while you're catching your breath, they are gone...
How about the one who you left and didn't have that last word with? No closure, nothing.  Didn't even get your belongings back? It was so heartbreaking you couldn't even say good bye, knowing that one day there will be an encounter, there will be a conclusion...
Finally how about the one you loved dearly but not the way a woman could (or should)? You are the love of his life but there is nothing you could do to return that kind of love? You spent many years together, sometimes even believing that it would be for the rest of your life, then one day you walk away. You go but you want to stay. You stay but you want to go. It's like you never really left...

Yes, you guessed it right, those were relationships in my life that I couldn't find the answers for? It's hard enough to forget and move on, so getting down to the root of it is like rubbing salt in the wound. The experiences were so disappointing I didn't want to keep them in my memory let alone ponder over them, and definitely, not talking about them with the ones who caused them.

But I am not of the faint-hearted, I am looking for the truth. So I emailed all of those men asking for the unanswered.
There were 4 of them. 2 of those who somehow disappeared despite of tremendous interest they showed initially. They won my attention, then they left me stunned. The one who I loved but had to run away from without even packing my stuff. Someone it took me 2 years to finally let go. And then there is the one who loved me dearly, loved me more than the world, gave me everything he could. The one I left.

I emailed them with my question. So what was it that didn't let us work? or something along those lines.

In the following posts, I'll cover them separately. Stay tuned. What I found was very surprising if not unexpected. But all good, believe me all good.

Dare Yourself, Move Your Body

Cheers All,

I haven't given up on my "Dare Yourself" series, in case you were wondering. Giving up simply isn't my style, you should know it by now. The truth is this summer has been super busy, and probably for the first time in 11 years, I've been having a lot of summer fun. I was excited to witness my skin getting darker, and face freckles having a come back. Seriously I hadn't seen them in over 11 years!! They are back and I've never loved them more.

If you recall, most of the "dares" I've undertaken so far had to do with life situations, love, friendship and dating. This time, however, I've decided to challenge my body.

Daring acts:

1) Learn how to surf;
2) Learn pole dancing.

Course of action:

1) I always knew if I were to be born and spend my childhood by the water, surfing would be a big part of my life. I've always been drawn to all things that have to do with water: beach, boats, swimming pools, oceans, seas, lakes, ponds, rivers, yachts, surf boards, bikinis, even showers (which I take at least twice a day). What can I say, I am the happiest when I am by/in the water. Maybe because I am a Pisces, or maybe because it makes me see and appreciate the beauty of nature like nothing else. Final word: my last day on Earth I would want to spend on the beach by the water :)

Digressing aside, since this Summer I discovered an easy escape to the beach (covered on my blog NY Life), and it became basically a weekly routine for me, surfing entered my mind. Believe it or not, there is a big surfing community on Long Island. Who knew? Naturally it was just a matter of time before I met some surfers, and trying surfing became the next logical step. So far I've only tried it a couple times, and I had fun. I can't say it comes as easily as horseback riding, but the waves are not the most forgiving on LI. Still, I am holding strong. I feel the waves :)
Will keep you all updated. But for now, I can definitely say that there is nothing more freeing and exciting than getting out there and riding the wave. One day, I'll be standing high, I'll be riding free.

2) Pole dancing: don't ask why. I think because it's sexy, it's fun. And you should see those girls, they have killer abs and bums. First class is this Thursday. Will let you all know how it went!

Word of inspiration: Challenge yourself. Try new things. Let your body move, let it live.

Dare yourself, From "ex" to "next"

First, let me tell you when I started a new series "Dare yourself" I underestimated how daring it already was to live in the city for so long and actually not lose it..... well that's my opinion and I am sticking to it :) But I do apologize for my MIA in the series.

Anyway, when I started the series, one interesting thought did cross my mind. Why don't I have a friendly lunch or something with an ex? Daring act for me indeed, being a person who doesn't keep in touch with her ex's. I just don't see how it's possible or logical. I have enough good friends I enjoy to make room for the ones who either broke my heart or I broke theirs..

But with the new challenge to dare myself to do something I wouldn't normally do, I gave it another thought. Since I wasn't sure which ex I would want to contact and ask for a friendly re-union, I let it go. So imagine my surprise when one of them actually contacted me within the following 2 weeks.

Richard was a guy I dated 4 years ago for about 6 months. I met him in March of 2008, right after the busiest times at work passed, and I was ready to have some fun. And that's exactly what we did from the day (sorry, night:) we met. We saw each other almost every day, we went out in the city, we went to Long Island on the weekends. And most importantly, we both shared one big passion: wine! To pay due respect to our passion, we even made a trip to Cali, and drove all the way from LA to SF with a few stops along the way. We basically followed the steps from our favorite movie back then "Sideways". If someone hasn't seen it yet, please watch it. It's classic.

So we had a lot of fun. He was easy going, treated me like a gentleman would treat a lady. Though he was only 25 back then, he had "the moves": "Four Seasons" in Beverly Hills, horse-back riding on the beach, convertible car, Le Bernardin, and lots of Pinot (my favorite).

6 months passed (the time it normally takes for me to realize whether I fell in love or not, at least the only time I was in love...), and I started getting restless. I can't explain it, I just started getting distant. Getting back to busy times at work didn't help either. So I quietly disappeared. He tried to get me back a couple times, but he knew me too well: there is nothing you can do if I set my mind on something. We lost touch and I didn't date anyone for about 6 months, I felt terrible letting such a great guy go. I was mad at myself. Yet I couldn't explain it I knew it was the right decision. My friends were shocked as he was "perfect", and I was out of my mind. To make more sense to them,  I started comparing him to couture, that is perfect but if it doesn't fit - it's a disaster..

So imagine my surprise when he emailed me on LinkedIn this Spring (4 years after we met), saying that it'd been awhile and he was curious how I was, and if I would consider grabbing a drink some time. Initial reaction: you kidding me? Why would you want to see me when I was so mean in the end and simply disappeared. I know I regretted it but still knew it was the right decision back then. Why would it be any different this time around? Yet then I remembered my new challenge, and decided What the Hell, let me go see him. So I said Yes to getting together for a drink.

Being a gentleman again, he picked the place most convenient to me, and we met on a Friday night for some vino. Honestly, it was as easy and comfortable as if those 4 years of separation never took place. We again had fun, played pool (he was teaching me his moves, of course he was perfect at it too). And at the end of the night, he confessed that he was still very interested and would like to pick up where we left off 4 years ago. My reaction: hmmm... is there a master plan behind this or he's being honest..

Not sure what to make out of all this, I start dating him, and for a month,  we (again) go to nice places, we drink wine and we have a great time. Yet again, I am coming to realization this is just not my label :)). He is Chanel and I am Burberry.. I believe he got it this time too. So we quietly ended it and left "us" sideways :)

P.S. Pics from our trip to California, Summer 2008. Richard, thank you.

Dare Yourself, Be easy on yourself

So here I am, 2nd week of my challenge to dare myself to do things I never considered doing, and already telling you to take it easy, i.e. be easy on yourself.
Believe me it's no less task to just go with the flow and take it easy.

First of all, this has been a busy crazy week at work for me (beauty of financial planning and analysis). Second of all, it was my birthday and as tired as I was, I still managed to have some wine with my friends who brought me many many beautiful flowers (at 10pm when I got home). Seriously this year has been the most beautifully flowered for me (can I say that?...)
Then I was still trying to squeeze in some outrageous thing into my routine as promised. and believe me I gave it my best effort. I tried to get up at 5:45am to make it to a 6:30am yoga class. No luck there. there is always another time...
Then I tried to go to a social event all by myself and try to approach a guy I liked and ask him on a date. Who was I kidding..
Then I tried.. What else did I try - I simply don't remember. I do remember that I spent 1.5 hours listening to the country music, the whole time believing that it would cut it for my challenge. To my biggest surprise, I didn't hate it, I even didn't mind it that much. I think I was so swamped with work that I simply enjoyed the country music effect on me: proving that it could be worse...

Anyway, in the end I simply accepted the fact that this week would be unoriginal, just whatever. I would simply get through it as easy and smoothly as I can. And besides, I still managed to meet all my deadlines at work and did a good job, I managed to make it to my yoga class every day, I finally did one pose I was so anxious to do from the beginning I started practicing yoga, I managed to have a 15 min lunch one day this week (really?), I managed to have multiple orgasms a few times (myself:), I managed to respond to all my personal (vs. work related) emails and texts within reasonable time... But most of all, I managed to let myself just be. I was gentle and easy with myself, encouraging along the way "Just hang in there and you'll get your sleep soon, and you'll be rested and restful very soon!" and so I did.

Next week will be another story:) and I already have it all lined up. Believe me it should be only more exciting.
Nite all!

Dare Yourself, Rebuilding bridges

If you recall, last week I started a new series to dare myself to do things that seemed impossible to do, I didn't want to do, or they simply never crossed my mind. Purpose is to break the routine (which is one of the biggest enemies to our growth), to venture new areas, to learn more about myself, to expand my boundaries, etc.

Since then I've been thinking and thinking what possibly could I do. Am I not already doing enough that I make myself almost collapse at the end of the week?

If you think I'm entertaining a thought of bungee jumping or sky diving, you are giving me too much credit my friends. Don't forget, I am Miss Perfect, so finding myself at a dive bar on a Saturday night with a big glass of beer would be one of the most outrageous things I could do..

So no, I am not thinking of those extreme things that rush your blood to the head. I am more about doing beautiful things, that are pleasant to my body and soul, things that let my soul expand and fill with love and fun. What can I say, though looking to break the routine I still want to stay true to myself :)

Anyway, as I was pondering on many ideas (volunteering, waking up at 5am to make it to an early yoga class, trying speed dating, approaching a guy and asking him out on a date, having a friendly lunch with my ex (what was I smoking:) and many more) one brilliant idea did come to my mind, and it was regarding a long time friend.

We were friends for many years, and over a year ago we had a fall out. I think we just got too close at some point and became somewhat like an old couple. Besides, both of us experienced some personal dramas that were too much to handle. Not that we had a fight but we just felt that we needed some space and time to be on our own. It was strange at first, but time flew by and we hardly had any contact. We were not ready to reconnect.

So I thought of her and during my yoga practice I felt that I wanted to reconnect again, and she still holds a special place in my heart. For me, distance and time don't kill true love. And then the most amazing thing happened. She called me. She called me first. Coincidence? I don't think so.

I do believe that on a spiritual plane, we are all connected. And if we share a special strong bond with someone (and it's mutual), we can sense each other. Usually subconsciously. But we still do, and this is the most amazing part about love and connection. When mutual and real, it stands no time or hurdle. It comes through and warms your heart again, even if you thought it wasn't possible ;)

Cherish those bonds and don't take them for granted.

P.S. pictures: She is in a passionate red (Shakira she is), I am in a breezy blue :)

New Series - Dare Yourself

Hi All,

Today I felt moved to think outside the box. It's that I started feeling that my life was getting routine again. Besides my daily yoga practice that always teaches me to go further and deeper, everything else seems static at this point. Definitely a good timing to shake things up. Always looking for ways to develop myself, I've decided to take on a new life challenge, which I'll cover on my blog.

Challenge: Every week do something that I could never imagine doing. Or if imagined, never thought I could do it.

Preference: Something of a romantic nature. Other options include: physical, mental, self-giving, compassionate, daring, even crazy (as long as doesn't hurt anyone involved).

In the meantime, I encourage all of you to take on that challenge. Dare yourself to do something that seemed impossible or you simply never thought was for you. By doing that, not only will you expand your possibilities, you'll also learn more about yourself. And as I many times reiterated, nothing is more important in your life than learning about yourself and constantly looking for ways to develop yourself. You are your most important relationship in your life, and need to make it your priority.

I'll be sharing my ways to dare myself and encourage you to share your ideas. I even dare myself to try what you dared yourself to do. Promise.

Let's get excited and let any fear and self doubt take a vacation. For we are too busy exploring our new boundaries.

Namaste.