Nope, that isn’t muddy water or what came out of the steam-vac. That, friends, was breakfast, otherwise known as green juice and my new best friend. It was over this glass of juice (okay, mason jar – let’s be honest, they make everything more enjoyable) that I contemplated the fate of the Heyday Diaries, as I have many times before, and made the decision to give the blog a timely facelift and put my heart and soul back into it.
Times, they are a changin’ here around the Heyday Diaries.
As you well know by now, I’m about halfway through my 200-hour Yoga Teacher Training. I hesitate to say that “it’s been taking up the majority of my free time”, because, it’s really more like “I love it so much that I’ve been soaking myself in it with as much of my free time as I can possibly give”. Yes, that sounds about right. I’m pretty sure the vast majority of people know “yoga” to consist of mainly asanas or the physical practice of yoga on a mat, downward dogs, chaturanga dandasanas, sun salutations and more. Though it was that good sweaty asana practice that attracted me to yoga, I knew there was more to learn beyond the physical – that it was a lifestyle and a mindset I wanted to cultivate for myself and for my life. Minimalism, peace, health, connectedness, love…
What does that mean for the Heyday Diaries? Well, for starters, let me just say that this post isn’t being written from a soapbox or a pedestal or any other metaphorically higher level of ground that would involve me talking down to anyone else or his/her lifestyle. It IS being written from a new, open space, full of wonder and possibility and real-life application for what I’m learning and will continue to learn for the rest of my life. I want to share my perspective on living a healthy life, and I want to do it in my way, which may be sitting in half-lotus on my patio with a mason jar full of green juice one day, or curled up on the couch with a glass of vino the next.