“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do.” Twain MaybeThe Internet likes to attribute that quote to Mark Twain even though he never wrote it down so no one can actually be sure he said it. I like it either way.

If you’ve read my About page then you already know this story. If you haven’t, I’m going to share part of it here.

As an International Business major in my second year of college, I had a moment of clarity while sitting in a Macro Economics class – this is not the life I want to be living.  I had a regular yoga practice at the time and suddenly I was sure that was what I was supposed to do.  I found a program in Baja, Mexico and told my parents I wanted to drop out of school to become a yoga instructor.  To their credit they didn’t say no even though I think you could actually hear their hearts break a little {since I was supposed to be the first person with my last name to graduate college}.

But fate had other plans.

The next weekend I met my now husband and Mexico didn’t sound or feel so right anymore.

If you continue to read the story you’ll see there is nothing to be disappointed in here. I have no regrets.  I have a wonderful family, I still found my way to my passion, and I love everything life has given me.

But eight and a half years later I’m still not a yoga teacher. Until May…

That’s right! I’ve finally signed up to complete my 200 Hour Yoga Teacher Training.

I feel exhilarated and a little terrified – the way one does when beginning something one has been waiting almost a decade to start.

I almost didn’t do it. It’s too much of a time commitment especially with a baby at home. It’s too much of a financial commitment. I don’t know if I’m ready. What if I’m the worst one in class? What if I suck? What if… What if… What if…

What if another eight and a half years go by and I’m still not a yoga teacher?

That just wasn’t going to work for me. Not this time.

So bring on 2016! Bring on the big life-goals! I’m ready!