A GRATITUDE note to our students at Joana Saahirah´s Online Dance School and a reminder (JOY!) for the road.
What an intense Summer – not a single dip in the ocean yet. Instead of baking under the sun, I´ve been in a rollercoaster, working IT from the inside out.
Many – perhaps too many – lessons learnt, research & study, comfort zone breakthroughs, investment in my career(s), writing, teaching at Joana Saahirah´s Online Dance School ( https://www.facebook.com/JoanaSaahirahOnlineDanceSchool/ ), expanding and feeding generous doses of reality in dreams about to come true. I feel exhausted, and thrilled, all the time.
And, YAY!, I restarted my yoga practice. Self-discipline is hard, man. And possible.
For YOU, who doubts she/he can pull it off – whatever you´re trying to pull off -, remember that at least half of your life is on your hands. YOU, and nobody else, can do YOUR part. Life, or God or whatever you may like to call it, does the other part and, in that one, I believe we have no power.
Dream; set goals; define doable steps that may take you there. Start little. And NOW.
Do; go beyond the “wishful thinking”. You must´ve heard the Universe compensates the brave, the ones who ACT upon their wishes. It´s true. As far as I know, there are no shortcuts – you gotta walk the talk, build your path – one stone at a time.
A reminder for the road:
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”
“The man in the arena”
by Theodore Roosevelt