A Love Poem
You don't have to sing the right songs, read the right books, or do the right practice to be Holy.
You don't have to take the class, do the training, or get the certification to be Enough.
You don't have to wear the clothes, get the tattoo, or put on the mask to be Beautiful.
You don't have to be Paleo or Vegan, Dairy Free or Gluten Free.
You can just wake up and decide that today, as you are, you are Enough.
You're so damn holy and messy and shiny.
You can decide that Today.
You, with your pain and anger, your hairy legs and your self-doubt.
You can just say "f*ck it: I am holy. I am perfectly imperfect.
Someone is choosing me, today, just as I am to change the world.
To share my story. To be myself. To shine my light.
To free the slave who still believes that she *has to* in order to be free."
Yoga Teacher and Student, Speaker, Writer, Mother, Wife, Friend, Daughter, Sister, Human