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June Newsletter: One Step at a Time

Hi friends, welcome to June! Dave and I went on our “baby moon” over the long Memorial weekend, which was a combination of relaxing, adventurous, and quite the learning experience. Though it may seem like a strange choice, we decided on Salt Lake City and Capitol Reef National Park for our trip. Basically, I wanted nothing to do with heat, humidity, or bathing suits, and being in nature is always healing for my soul. There were two tings I didn’t account for, however, when we planned this vacation: a 6,000 ft change in elevation and a significantly more tired 7-month pregnant body than I experienced expecting Lucas. We went on our first hike Friday morning, and let me tell you, it was a struggle! During the uphill portions, I could barely catch my breath, my legs felt like jelly, and my ego, frustrated with my body, kept resisting the urge to slow down (even more, that is). At one point, I looked up at the steep climb ahead and thought “I’m not going to make it.” Well, that wasn’t really an option, so I shifted my focus down to my feet and simply took it one small step at a time. 

When we only focus on the end goal, we can easily become overwhelmed and paralyzed, not knowing how on earth we’re ever going to make it from where we are to where we want to go. In theory, it’s great to think big and have great visions for the future, but in terms of execution, I have learned it is much better to stick to the small, manageable steps you can take right now. Not only was I able to make it all the way up to the top by sticking to my “one foot in front of the other” mental strategy, but I actually was able to see so many beautiful things along the way that I would have missed had my sight been set far out in the horizon. And when I did reach the final destination, it was even more magical than I suspect it would have been had I spent the whole climb building up expectations around what I’d see when I got there. 

Trust me, I know it can be humbling to slow things down, but as I reflect on the things I am most proud of accomplishing, I see that they’ve all been a series of “one foot in front of the other”, never one giant leap from idea to result. It took no less than 8 years from the time the dream of a yoga studio settled in my mind to the day we opened the doors at Yogaleena. Pursuing my MBA while working full-time, moving to Houston and settling into a new life with Dave, tearing down our house and doing a complete remodel, and figuring out how to balance motherhood and running a business have all taken more time and more sweat than I would have wanted. I’ve definitely thought “I’m not going to make it” more than once during each of these experiences, and it’s only when I’ve stopped resisting the way things are and focused on just the next step ahead that I’ve made any progress. 

The day before we left on our mountain getaway, I received results from my doctor that I had gestational diabetes. Me? Diabetes? I had a pretty hard time computing, and even harder time accepting I’d have to prick my finger 4 times/day and change my diet until baby is born. I wouldn’t say this summer pregnancy has been a fun party thus far, and now this? Yup, talk about an “I’m not going to make it” moment! I spent a day or two really annoyed (angry, actually) at my predicament, resenting my body and resisting what I had to do for the next two months. As I slowly worked my way through that first hike up in the Utah mountains a few days later, I realized I needed to apply the same strategy to my pregnancy and take it one finger prick at a time, one meal at a time, one hot Houston day at a time.

Wether it’s a big goal or a big obstacle, the recipe is the same: accept, take small steps, focus on right now. This month I invite you to give yourself a break, stop resisting what you wish would be different, and consider that putting one foot in front of the other is more than enough. As counterintuitive as it may seem, I’ve learned it’s a much better strategy to keep your eyes on the present instead of the prize. 

Namaste,
Carolina

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