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Everyone has their own quirks and special preferences that make them unique. Mine happen to take on a hippie and bohemian quality. They smell of rose water and feel like sand beneath the toes on a Tuesday evening.
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Leaps of Faith in Life, Travel, Yoga, and Happiness
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If you asked me on New Years Day 2014 where I would be in 2015, I would have told you Europe. Germany more specifically. After all, I was on my way to move in with my German boyfriend. To take a leap of faith for love.
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How my leap of faith process might help you with yours
Somewhere on the interwebs, the phrase ‘leap of faith’ is described as “an act of believing in or attempting something whose existence or outcome cannot be proved.”
For me, that is both terrifying and deeply comforting. A dichotomy, I realize. It also means; however, that others have searched for the term, that I’m not alone in this time of change. The famous google search when in a moment of crisis. If you are on the precipice of making a huge decision, read on and see if the process I use is of any help.
The different types of leaps & my crazy story
There are many types of ‘leaps of faith’ in all parts of life. Hopefully, we take at least little ones every day; getting out of bed in the morning, cooking something delicious for someone you love (or to be that loved someone doing the tasting), traveling to a new city, trying yoga, or moving across the ocean.
My leap of faith involves another country.
For me, as I write, it’s a leap of faith in moving across an ocean. The US to Europe to be more specific. For love. And a career change. And to scratch my travel itch again. Did I mention I don’t have my visa in hand yet? Or a specific ‘job’ lined up? Or a partner that is 1000% sure we are ready for such a journey? Nether one of us is 1000% sure – but no one ever is sure about anything under the influence of that sassy love hormone (unless you’re plain crazy, in my opinion).
“Yoga is not about being bendy … it is about breathing and moving and smiling on the inside. It is the hardest thing I have ever done, but also the best.” – Author Unknown
We all had to start somewhere in yoga (or perhaps you have wanted to start). That day took courage and unquenchable curiosity to drive or walk to the pre-chosen studio, ask for the paperwork to sign up, and roll out a mat in a little space in a foreign studio.
Add not speaking the same language as the instructor and those in class, and that was my first yoga experience: South Korea in 2007.
I wanted to try yoga for so long, but thought I lost the opportunity when I went to South Korea for my graduate degree in 2007. I couldn’t speak the language, and I had never tried yoga – that sealed the deal to never allow myself inside a studio, right?
Well, it was for me, until my American friend told me he tried out the class and loved it. So, I sheepishly went with him to the next session, and loved it too. I attended regularly for the full two years I lived in Seoul, and it saved my sanity during my MBA program.
I followed along well for the most part by simply watching the teacher and the other students around me. My teacher spoke little English, but made us feel connected to the practice by simply stating two words in English – inhale and exhale. She whispered these words whenever she walked near us – she knew what all yogis eventually learn: breath is the most important part.
Behind of course, simply showing up to the practice.
Thanks for stopping by! My name is Azahar, and I am an avid traveler, daily yoga student + teacher and holistic happiness seeker. Join me as I dig through all the world has to offer in lessons of leaps of faith with travel, yoga, and holistics in learning to practice happiness.
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