September 23, 2021

Delicious ambiguity..

This picture. It’s just one of my faves. And today I wanted to post it and then I also found this quote while scrolling and all of it got me thinking about being perfect.

What if we let go of perfectionism? Like for real. Once and for all. What if we were able to look at all people (especially the ones we really admire) right in the eyes and acknowledge, between us and whoever they are, that we are all equally (and perfectly) imperfect?

Anyway. This is one of my favorite pictures, even though it was taken nearly two years ago. It was the first picture I ever took (2 years after completing my yoga teacher training) where I really, truly, and fully felt like I ‘looked like’ a yoga teacher. Perfect. As if there is an aesthetic. As if anything about me doing a back bend on a ledge in yoga clothes in Rome really legitimized me.

How much I’ve learned since then. How much I’m still the same. How wild to think that I had no idea how much the world would change that day in January when @kelseymkurtis traipsed around Rome with me and gave me one of the biggest gifts ever. She gave me the gift of confidence. I saw myself as perfect in the pictures she took precisely so I can also recognize that I am imperfect.

I still don’t fully know what I’m doing most of the time. Like truly. But I’m so damn pleased that in this single month, I’ve led a tour to Puglia and I’m about to co-lead a yoga retreat in Santorini and it all feels overwhelming and it also all feels, well, perfect ✨

Here’s #GildaRadner (thanks ig scrolling) saying everything that just inspired this post:

“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity.”