Everything happens for a reason....

Sunday night in Perth seems quiet this week. Cool air breezes through the cracked window on my way home from the studio. Beautiful night. Glad I can start appreciating the beauty around me again and not be so self involved. I'm still not myself, but I am on the path to healing, so I think. I feel better, at least.
Being here is good for me. Whether there was unfinished business in the States or not - I'm supposed to be here. And what if I'm NOT supposed to be here? Would it matter anyway? I AM here - why not make the absolute most of it? Right?!
We had a full day seminar with Craig Villani! He is Bikram's right hand man - the person that managed my training for 9 weeks. It brought back memories of training. Sore thighs and sleeping bum made sure of that.
Tomorrow I teach 3 classes AND spend 3 hours with Craig going over detailed teacher questions. Now that's a full yoga day! I feel so blessed to be teaching yoga for pay :) Thank you Mira (one of my first teachers at San Rafael) for telling me to go to training. Not sure where you are, but you made a big impact in my life with just a few words. Thank you.
Funny how just a couple words can make such a big difference in someone's life. I wonder if life would have led me to teacher training even if I hadn't had big influences like Mira, or Jefferson, or Arjay. Or if I would have found Bikram if Evy didn't drag me to my first class. Guess I'll never know. But I do know that I'm glad. Everything happens for a reason...
Goodnight world. Dream of smiles :)

Craig Villani and I