So here I am.

I’ve arrived home with a golden glow, and a mind of peace and optimism.

As the days go on, the glow seems to fade. I am met with challenges not much different than before. Frustrations and rush set back in. It’s interesting, observing the thoughts that come up. The habits that test their existence upon me.

So far I’ve kept with yoga everyday, half series most days, sometimes just certain asanas I need, and a full practice once a week. I’ve stocked up on good food, similar to what I was consuming in India, and set some things in motion for my business.

When it comes to my reality so far, there seems to be tension. The grocery store was an unexpected shock. I walk into a building maybe 500x the size of the store I had been visiting, and it’s 90% filled with stuff NO ONE NEEDS. People aren’t as warm and greeting, everyone wants to be left alone in their little bubble, no eye contact, barely speaking, even to say excuse me. All I can think is, this isn’t US. This isn’t anyone!

None of us want to be alone, no one wants to stay in their bubble, avoiding any and all human interaction.

I am here for a reason, and that reason is to spread the message of yoga, of peace. To gently remind everyone that all they need lies within. It’s a challenge for everyone, myself included, but if I can get just one person to realize the nurturing they need for themselves to be happy is only a few breaths away, then I feel like my destiny is fulfilled. (Of course, thats truly up to the universe.)

For a while, time is relative. These strings of mood-swing-filled moments are all leading, one day, to my liberation. My dreams, my destiny fulfilled.

All I can do is remind myself, I am here. I am now. All is coming. Peace, patience, courage and power.

It is all within me.

Hari Om, Tat Sat