The buckets of tears spilled on my yoga mat are my transformational training street cred.Īs one program, course, intensive, coaching session ended I found a new alley to look down and shine light on.
In the face of challenge, in the arena of growth, in the brambles of pain are you able to cultivate defiant joy? What will it take to stand in the truth of what is occurring and still be a champion for joy? Have I been lulled into a life of accepting a life of being sorta happy and dragging my soul baggage around? I admit that I’ve questioned my ability to heal, forgive, move on, let go. I frequently use declarations to set me on my path. Growth and change require patience and practice. Set a declaration and see if that adds fuel to your jets. I boldly defy the lies and stories I tell myself that I am not good enough or that I’m alone. I delight in the imperfection of my life.
I’m here for you if you’d like to work on building your defiance and lighting a spark for your natural joy.
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