You are what you've been waiting for..

Written by Janne Robinson “There is a variation for everyone. Participate in your own way. There are too many spectators in this world,” Myrahs words boom through the room, reaching each exhausted one of us.

Shaking and sweating with all the might I encompass, I smile and laugh out loud.

I feel the class wavering with me, all at the point of collapsing, in our own variations of Bakasana, crow pose.

There will be no one going into childs pose today. Myrahs voice echoes through the Sattva School of Yoga demanding that we move, do, and act.

There is a time for childs pose, on and off the mat. There is a time to rest, to nurture, ground, and get back to our roots safely.

There is also a time to thrust ourselves with ferocious, passionate might into this world.

It helps to jump when you are jumping amongst people who stand so deeply in their power you don’t know you’re in the air until both of your feet are off the ground.

Most of us struggle to jump unless we have a little push from the universe. It is much easier to leave a job or a relationship when someone makes the choice for you.

I have lacked the power to up and leave things that are no longer contributing to my expansion as a human being. I have out stayed my welcome with lovers, roommates and careers because I was afraid to take the first step away.

When people tell me exasperated that they cannot find the woman or man they so badly desire, or to get paid for the work they want to do I think that on some level they aren’t creating space for it.

We cannot attract the things we desire if we are throwing our energy at other things—we must walk away, leap, and make space for it to speak itself into existence in our lives.

When was the last time you threw energy at your soul?

What about your car? Your house? Your wardrobe? Your make-up collection?

Our well being deserves investment.

Robindra Mohar and Myrah Penzalo are creating a space, a community and an opportunity in Edmonton to stretch out—to jump, to bloom.

“If you see something that is missing—you’re the one who is supposed to make it happen. It’s your job to fill that space. No one is going to do it the way you do.” –Robindra Mohar

So how did these two jump?

They saw what was missing in Edmonton, and said yes to themselves.

Where they afraid? Hell yes.

Was it uncomfortable? Yes.

How did they say yes to themselves?

They attended festivals like Wanderlust in Whistler, Bhakti Festival in Joshua tree and one day said out loud, “Why don’t we just do this? Grab a punch of people and just set up shop.”

After dreaming out loud, doubt barred its head.

Insecurity showed up, pulling, asking, “Who are you do this?”

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

― Marianne Williamson

“When I first began to promote the first Bloom through social media I felt afraid and a little timid. I kept feeling like: Who am I to do this? Now it’s who am I not to do this?” –Robindra Mohar

We live in a world where we live second hand, through our buzzing screen and phones always available for a “like” or an update. We are a world living off instant gratification shots of social media heroine—Instagram, Twitter, Facebook. What’s your pick?

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