I’m a freelance writer and yoga instructor, living in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada.
No expert on happiness, am I. Just muddling along like everyone else, somedays loving the ride, other days half-dazed, staring up at the sky, wondering what’s taking so long and if we’re almost there yet.
When I’m not getting all cerebral, existentially confused or missing in action, I’m pretty well-adjusted and, well, yes, happy!
I didn’t know who I was – or what, more precisely – until I rolled out my first yoga mat in my mid-20s and found the courage to “grow up” and “be a writer” – or just “grow,” go up, write my heart out – and simply “be.”
Doing Downward Dogs and time spent with words don’t make me happy; they make me more me.
What makes you more you? Do tell. The energy of our light and passions, shared, brightens us all. It’s like sunlight on the soul.
Not looking for bliss 24-7. But you can’t win the lottery if you don’t at least show up and buy a ticket. Hate to gamble … but when you wake up one day to find yourself in the game, you might as well greet The Dealer, play your best hand, and see what happens.