the truth is…

i’m kind of a mess. i think it’s why i teach yoga. i know my messages help people. but the truth is everyone who comes into the studio helps me. you see, without them, there’s no message for me to share. without them, there’s not any accountability to vulnerability and i need that. i need the expectation of vulnerabilty. i need a group of people to show up and expect me to share me. your message. that’s why people say the like my classes. it’s that message. they love that i share my messy life. they love that i tell them all about how imperfect i am. and the truth is, i love that they let me. i love that they need to hear it. i love that we laugh. i love that my messy, imperfect life is inspirational. i love that it makes them feel normal because when they say that, i feel ok. so, the truth is, i need to feel ok. i need to know that my mess is a thread that weaves us together. because, the truth is, these messy, imperfect threads have woven themselves into the most beautiful life.