I spent 5 years travelling the world, searching for excitement, meaning, and fulfillment in far off destinations. No where truly felt like home. No where gave me the feeling of security and comfort that I craved in order to slow down.
I saw each new destination as a tick off of my list, a place that was done, conquered, and explored (just like my yoga practice).
Despite living my dream life, I felt like I was constantly on the run. Slowing down felt uncomfortable.
Fast forward through an identity crisis, many self-help books, and courses delving into spirituality…I found myself doing one thing consistently that helped me to feel at home - yoga.
Yoga, for me, was first about being more flexible, losing weight, and getting in shape. But it transitioned to a place of discovery, contemplation, and exploration.
My yoga changed to support my evolving sense of self so I no longer had to chase fulfillment in destinations. Instead, I learned to journey inward. I journeyed home.