It’s been a whirlwind week with so many blessings and much to write about.
As you can see from the photo, I had a wonderful time celebrating my Birthday with Tao Porchon-Lynch, the oldest yoga instructor (at 94 yrs young) according to the Guinness Book of World Records. She was one of the most uplifting, inspirational, interesting people I’ve ever met (Google her and you’ll see what I mean).
But that story will have to wait. I’ve chosen to give another source the opportunity to publish my essay before sharing it here.
Instead, since many of you know me from Jazzercise I thought I’d tell you how I initially didn’t think I could do it.
Donna Duris, my Jazzercise instructor in 1990 approached me after class one day and said “you need to become an instructor.”
“Um, I’m not sure I could really do that,” I told her.
Sure, I had danced my whole life, I had the moves. But did I have the ability to stand up in front of a crowded class? Believe it or not I’m pretty shy.
Did I have the TIME? I was working full time, pursuing my masters degree at night, performing in community theater regularly, and serving on the Board of Directors of the theater (which was like a part time job in itself).
I’m not sure of what grabbed hold of my heart, but I said yes. I also made it clear that I would only be available to sub classes, and would never have interest in running any of my own.
Famous last words!
Turns out it was the most rewarding and fulfilling decision of my life. I have met some of the most courageous, outrageous and inspiring women and made some of my closest friends.
I am grateful I listened to that stirring in my heart. I could have easily squelched that little voice and forged ahead with my busy life. Ah, but what I would have missed…..
What is the little voice in your heart telling you?
We are looking for a few good women (or men) for our team. So if that little voice is nudging you to give this a try, then PERFECT! We’ve got an Instructor Casting Call coming up and I’d love to talk to you more about.
“Maybe another time maybe next year,” you say? Maybe.
“I don’t think I can do it.” Yep, neither did I!
But everyday I’m reminded of how short life is.
Of course that smoldering desire could be telling you something completely different. It may be whispering to you to take an art class, start baking, or train for that marathon.
Whatever it is, why not listen?