Your Heart Against the Grain

/ February 14th, 2012/ Posted in Health / Comments Off on Your Heart Against the Grain

Once I made the decision to change my career and my life, I felt light and free. The few yoga classes I was teaching in the evenings were filling up and I truly felt good about what I was doing. Teaching was something I always wanted to do, but I never thought for a minute that it would have been yoga. Those few hours in the evening, when I was teaching, made the rest of the work day tolerable. It was time to move on to a new path in my life.

What stopped me cold in my tracks at this stage of my life’s shift, was the lack of support by absolutely everyone in my life. My co-workers thought I was nuts. “Why do you want to give up your career to teach yoga?” “No one is going to take yoga in Green Bay, it’s too weird, people here are way too conservative for that stuff.” “You are crazy!” “You’ll be back, wait and see.” A few wished me well, saying, “I wish I had the guts to go out on my own”. Friends were neutral in a ‘I’ve heard this before’ kind of way. Most never thought I was truly going to go through with it. My family gave me all the why nots, or simply held comment for when I would fail. My husband didn’t want me to make any career changes, especially into something like teaching yoga. What about the money? We don’t need it. What about insurance? You can carry it. What about retirement, paid vacations, financial security? What about them? I’d rather be happy then be a slave to those worries. He didn’t feel the same way about those things as I did. But eventually he agreed that I needed to be happy for him to be happy. We came up with the “one year to make it work plan”.

The one year plan was simple. First, we paid off all of our debt; charge cards, car payment, etc. All that remained was the mortgage, which was very modest. Second, we needed to switch the insurance coverage to my husband’s employer. Third, we needed to stash away enough cash to get us through what could be a very thin year. With all that in place, the one year plan went into effect.

For one full year I would teach yoga as my sole source of income. If at the end of that year I wasn’t making a modest income, I agreed to go back to my past career, no regrets. That was seven long years ago, and I have never looked back.

The Bay Area Yoga Center was and still is a labor of love. Fate or Divine Intervention or intuition, or what ever you want to call it, has created this center of its own will. I had just given my notice at work but still hadn’t found a building to hang my shingle on. I didn’t know where to look or what to pay for the space. Nothing was right, I was beginning to worry. One day as I drove down the street, mulling over the days failures, my eyes caught a small for rent sign on a little log cabin I had been in many times before. I swung around, hopped out, found the landlord and within a few hours I had a place to call my own. The price was right, the location was right, and the building needed me as much as I needed it. Over the next several weeks we transformed that space into a wonderful yoga studio. Within a year and a half that space was too small.


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