Wow, the last few weeks have really flown by in such a blur. Even with the boxes of copies of my cookbook in hand it still has not really hit me that it’s real. It’s as though I am making all of this up and I haven’t done any of this. It’s still living in my imagination. And yet, it’s all very real. I am having my book launch party next week at Reflections Yoga Studio (very fitting since my book is called, Yogi Eats) and the universe seems to scream to me: keep on carrying on baby girl. You’re on the right and perfect path. Keep doing you and just watch the beauty unfold.
I am relinquishing a bit of my control over how things show up and just letting it flow. It’s enlightening and awakening to have the opportunity to experience so much clarity at this point in my life. I mean, this time last year I was begging to leave the job I dreaded to start fresh somewhere else (and I did) because I was drastically searching for love (career-related) in a hopeless place. But it wasn’t until I got laid off from a job I really loved that I woke the eff up. My passions burst forth and voila my book was born and things feel so right.