This April marks a year since I took the leap. One year since I hopped on a plane to my beloved island, Bali and started my Yoga Teacher Training. I’ve been wanting to write about it since I said goodbye to my Bubble, but as big moments in life, I found myself struggling to find words to describe what I lived, and I know that even now my words won’t portray everything I felt: the energy, the love, the emotions, the transformation.
There is something quite magical about a group of people coming together, from all corners of the world, to learn about yoga, to deepen our practice, to go within, ready for a shift, a transformation into our own journey. I spent 5 weeks in the midst of rice fields with an amazing group of yoginis. It’s one of those moments that changes the course of your life, that makes sense of all the setbacks, the doubts, the fears. I was meant to be there at that time and meet those beautiful souls.