THIS PAST WEEKEND I SPENT AT FESTIVAL FOR THE FUTURE (festivalforthefuture.org.nz), an incredible weekend event here in Auckland full of inspirational speakers, panels and workshops that help build ideas and skills to support the future, and inspire change across areas such as sustainability, race relations, technology, and innovation. Inspiring shit.
To some extent or another, unless you've reached enlightenment you are no doubt getting in your own way in some area - or multiple areas - of your life. That might look like: not stepping into your purpose, not achieving your health and fitness goals, not attracting a loving partner, not cultivating new friendships and not elevating your career. This happens because we are stuck in our heads and not leading with our hearts, or, as in a lot of cases, if we're trying to live another persons version of our ideal life.
Yesterday I went to a yoga class at the newly opened Rise HYP studio with my girlfriend Carly and I cried at the end of class. It was the cutest and weirdest thing because I'm not really a crier and I wasn't even premenstrual, but it happened and it was lovely, and all just part of this whole softening into the feminine malarkey that I'm navigating. It wasn't a full ugly cry like you might see from Carrie on Homeland, but there were real tears.