And now we begin.
My dreams didn't go away...so I chased them.
I have other work I should be doing right now but, as has been the case for a while now, I keep getting distracted; distracted by ideas of how I want to live my life, rather than being cooped up in a box behind a computer screen, only to see…oh wait, zero hours of daylight. So, here I am in Vietnam, 10,000 km away from home in the UK, following the distractions that led me here. Sunshine and yoga.
Saigon is a vibrant, bustling centre of flashing colour everywhere I look. 9.5 million people live here in a metropolitan area about the same size of London but there’s no underground and everyone (I mean, literally everyone!) rides a motorbike, so you can imagine what the roads look like. Though on the surface you get the impression that everyone is rushing to be somewhere, the pace is, in fact, steady and serene once you’re in the flow. The noise is accompanied with a friendly acknowledgement that, if it could speak, might say “hey, I see you.” I haven’t felt lonely since I arrived.
There is one week left on the CELTA course and I’ve been ordering a takeout every night. It costs about £2-3, which is the same I would pay (at least) to cook a meal from scratch in the UK, so it’s a no brainer. Besides, I have no time to do anything other than study right now.
But as soon as the course is over, I’m hoping to get back to my distractions. I started teaching yoga back in 2016 and, although I’ve maintained a daily practice, I’ve dipped in and out of teaching since then. But if time has taught me anything, it’s that this little dream won’t let me be unless I make it happen for real. Because it reaches a point where the fear of going against the grain to do what you love is less than the disappointment of ignoring the call from your own echo chambers within. So, here’s the start of my journey chasing dreams that never went away…
I don’t believe anyone who says they know how it’s going to happen, but I’d be over the moon if you want to join me for the ride.
I’m not here for a polished, Instagram-worthy portrayal of life; I’m here for the beautifully imperfect reality of it all. For kindred spirits who dance to the beat of their own hearts and colour outside the lines. Let's share stories and craft our saga, one misadventure at a time.