Then came words of wisdom, the type of words I’ve heard throughout my childhood, but probably wasn’t listening well enough for them to sink in “it’s not that you don’t know how to do it. You’ve just never done it YET. You don’t know how to do it yet is all.”
I was a little nervous about this birthday. It was my first birthday as a single gal in over 5 years and well, there's something about a birthday that creates unrealistic expectations. I imagine a perfect day starting with a great run followed by a short bit of yoga and mediation. Work would go by quickly and delightfully. I get phone calls from friends and family all day long, I'd feel great, look graceful and poised, and then I'd go out with friends for an afterwork drink and bite to eat and then I'd be in bed happily failing asleep at the perfect bed time of 8:45pm.
In reality I do have a very charmed life where the majority of that happened. No run, yoga or mediation due to a pretty yucky cold. Despite the cold that my have produced unnecessary, but involuntary tears at 7:15am (what can I say I've always had a flare for the drama), I do have wonderful friends and family that made my birthday so special. All of my friends, family and co-workers showered me with FB messages, text messages, voicemails with old high school birthday songs, cards via snail mail (my favorite!), amazing co-workers who stopped by to say happy birthday, gave me a thoughtful gift or took me to lunch, a loving friend who brought a latte to work and went on a short walk with me, another friend who left a sweet thoughtful presents on my door step. I'm even lucky enough to have a good enough relationship with my ex boyfriend that he met me for a drink and brought me a Parisian coloring book and a bright safety light for my bike.
To top all of this off, did ya'll see the sunset we had yesterday, it was nothing short of stunning. I felt like the sky put on a light show just for me.
I'm surrounded by sweet, thoughtful, caring friends. Do I wish I didn't have a cold, and could have started my new year with a run with one of my besties, then a little yoga and meditation, yes, but if that is the worst of my troubles I'm so very grateful.
This year my friends family and co-workers out did my unrealistic expectations and I couldn't be more grateful to them.
Thank you for the birthday wishes everyone you made me feel so loved and so special.
I don't know about you but I look at my birthday as my new year, a time to assess what's happened the past 365 days and look to what I'd like to see happen in the next 365 days.
This last year has been monumental. Truly. More stressful, more joyful, sadder and happier than I could have imagined.
One year ago today I signed a lease to open my yoga studio, I'd just finished a meditation retreat at the AYC with my mom and I was wondering what this decade would bring. I had dinner with my then boyfriend and our two good friends at Josephine's and I was hopeful and apprehensive about the decisions I was making around my studio and my greater life plan in general.
Over the course of the last year I've watched the studio grow, I watched one important relationship wither and another one blossom. All of this incredibly painful and beautiful at the same time. The different parts of life even the painful ones are just opportunities to grow and maybe even cultivate something better.
Over the last year I've watched my job at Lincoln become a career, something I'm so thankful for I can't even articulate how happy it makes me.
I went on a spring retreat with Kimberly Wilson that helped me set my intentions for the second half of my year.
I bought a house, not just a house, but the perfect house for me.
I had my own garden for my first time ever (now working on my winter garden but that's harder)
I'm proud of the way this year has turned out. More than anything I'm proud of the ways I've grown. It's been a huge year. Stay tuned for my goals for my next year. That will be a post of its own.
Lots of love from me to you. -Lisha