About 6 months ago I attended an event with over 50 women in a room sharing their hearts and their souls with each other. It was vulnerable, it was open, and it was pure. On the drive home I remember the beginning of this little dream I had. I have always been a strong believer that women empower women, that if the space feels safe, beautiful things can happen. Thats when I started dreaming up what would become RECHARGE :: MEDITATION.
Initially I wanted to have an “elevated girls night”. I wanted women to come to my house, cook healthy food, talk about crystals, goals, intentions, etc. I just wanted to create a space for people to feel safe and stray from the typical girls night gossip and pizza. The whole reason I began teaching was to create change. To help people tap into their inner power, purpose, and strength. So much of our lives consist of how we look, what we want other people to think of us, the outside rather than the inside. My main goal was to empower people from the inside out. To show them and help them find and be their best selves. Although I could see this taking place in my classes, there were many people who were missing this. Whether they weren’t physically able to show up to a class, afraid of the classes that this takes place in, or unaware that they could benefit from the power of moving in a group setting. I wanted to create that space for those people. I didn’t want it to be about the workout, I wanted it to be about the inner work that can go on in the movement.
Now I do not mistake myself for a guru, an expert, or a shaman, which I am not. I am learning, growing, and changing with the other people in these rooms. I just feel strongly that it is a part of my purpose to create this space that is accessible to everyone. Going into planning this event I was terrified. My head was spinning with doubt and fear. “No one is going to want to come. Who do I think I am for creating something like this? Why would anyone even show up?” I was in so much fear. But ultimately I knew that if even 3 people showed up I would be happy. I would have created the space I had in mind.
The event transformed over the next few months. A few companies sponsored the event. I found the most beautiful space. And people were RSVPing yes to the event. My meditation courses were making me confident that I could lead a meditation and create a space for people to get still.
I had dreamed up this event for almost 6 months until it came together. I had put a lot of hard work in. Got a lot of no’s and many yes’s. I kept trusting that this idea wouldn’t have been put in my heart if I wasn’t meant to do something with it. The night was magical. We meditated, we set intentions, we burned and let go of the things we no longer needed or wanted. This group of women got vulnerable, they got honest, we got quiet. We drank kombucha and green juice, we chatted, and the event had come to fruition!
Moral of the story is that this idea had come to me and I worked extremely hard to make it happen. Although I wanted to let fear get in the way and just keep that little dream in my heart, I put it out into the world. I took a risk, I took a chance, and I did something that felt like it would help people. There is so much craziness going on in the world and I felt called to create a space where women could come together, get quiet, and connect. That’s really all we ever want to feel is a deep connection. Whether its to other people, to the Universe, or to ourselves.
If you have a goal, do it. If you have a dream, talk about it. I talked to SO MANY of my friends asking them if they would be interested or if they thought this was crazy before I really got the ball rolling. If you want to start a blog, start writing. If you want to go back to school, start applying. If you want something, go after it. If you have that little feeling in your gut that says “Do Something” just do it! Trust that feeling. We will try. We will fail. We will succeed. But it all has to start with a dream, an idea, and a little work behind it. Just do it. Try it out. Trust that feeling. What’s the worst that could happen?