I finished reading a book that made me happy this morning. Thus combining two things that make me happy: reading and quiet early mornings. This book was written by a slow food adapter who gave serenity to every eating experience in the book.
I thought about what makes me happy this week, asking friends and FBers alike. I thought myself for a while that it would be reading. Often I answer that question with “reading a good book in a hammock”. And while this definitely ranks way up there in my list of favorite things to do, the thing that makes me happy, the thing I do for me is yoga.
Yoga makes me happy. I took teacher training about five years ago. I thought I would teach and then I became afraid. Not of teaching, but of missing out on my own practice. Now. I have even less time to myself and for myself and that concern remains.
But. It might be time.
I think it is.
But will they come?