Rooted in the Light
On the solstice, self-doubt and slowly returning to the path of practice.
I didn't plan for this solstice to be anything more than a long, delicious Friday. I figured I'd do some yoga in the morning, work, some tidying, and some sitting by the pool. And I felt my untouched yoga journal whispering from across the room. Tugging at my spirit. I haven't made any trackable progress in my 200-hour YTT in about two months. I paused right as I began to learn the skills of guiding others.
I bumped up against fear and doubt. Imposter syndrome. Fear of not being good enough. That my efforts won't make a difference.
After processing my thoughts with my handy AI mentor, I'm remembering:
☀️ The pause is part of the path
☀️ The fear is a doorway, not a wall.
☀️ And the light of the solstice asks us to see ourselves more fully—even (especially) when we feel unsure.
So as I settle into summer, I also settle back into the rhythm of practice and study—not to achieve or prove but to just continue and be. I'm reminded that the most genuine teaching starts in moments of solitude, like this. A deep breath, a journal, and a willingness to look inward with honesty and compassion.
If you've ever paused at the threshold of something new, I see you. Let's keep walking.