I used to get mad whenever I heard people say, “You should be happy with what you have.” Now I realize I was wrong.

I remember practicing it for the first time back in April and I couldn’t understand how people were able to lift their knees up on their forearms.

All I want is to feel good. And if it means stretching for only 10 min or practicing headstand endlessly then I’m happy.

It’s when I think I don’t have time for yoga that I know it’s the best moment to practice. Even if it’s just staying in savasana and carefully paying attention to my breathing, it still counts.

I wanted to work on the flying pigeon pose the other day. But after a few minutes of practice and a LOT of frustration, I knew it wouldn’t happen because:

When I started my yoga journey, I used to be bothered whenever my daughter was interrupting me.

On my quest to find myself, I thought that life coaching was my passion. I had big plans for it but none of them worked out. Over time, I became so obsessed about finding my passion that one day I just broke down and stopped trying so hard.

It’s been 4 years (already!) that I made the decision to quit my job.

I think a lot before speaking. Because I don’t wanna hurt people’s feelings like sometimes they do to me.

it’s ok to be different