This is a letter to my creativity coach Sara
Before our call I always give her a headsup..
And I do mean everything.
LS Harteveld as well as everything under my real name.
And the irony is that I can still feel that rage inside of me. It’s not gone. It’s just that by giving myself massively complicated topics write about, like an adult pacifier, I can distract myself.
And by now I m so caught up in them, that I am already thinking of the future.
Or have I even tried?
One of the things he asked, but that was more of a chitchat thing since it wasn’t relevant to the interview, was;
“How is the yoga by referral coming along?”
He was a “referral-only” consultant. Which had an elusive ring to me.
I had answered.
Because by now I want to know if I am supposed to be looking for a job, or set up a business or or or, what, right?
I was sure the Universe knew the answers, and I literally asked God to show me before I went to sleep.
The consultant had sent his email with the yoga teacher by-referral, at 6 minutes past midnight: 15 minutes after I had fallen asleep.
They were my three guidelines from God or the Universe, how I was supposed to develop myself.
They were (and like all religious texts they could be interpreted in multiple ways):
1. Get in front of as many people as possible
2. Yoga is my art
3. Album tour. Album tour.
Am I meant to go on a book tour, and are my books my albums?
But I only publish books under this name, LS Harteveld, and I want to be known and get “in front of people” under my real name.
Am I supposed to start publishing books (albums) under my real name too? Or should I be making “yoga albums”?
And that I would go back to it.
I would not even go through the trouble of deleting my profiles first.
But even with not everything falling into place immediately, one thought shot through my head;
“Oh my God. It’s all there……”
I did not need to look anymore, or wonder if it was going to fit.
I don’t even think it’s about me comparing myself to her in terms of being a badass leader. It really is not about me, nor about her.
What I mean is;
If there had been someone in yoga, like Katrina Ruth, I never would have stopped teaching. I never would have stopped practicing. And since there is no Katrina Ruth of teaching yoga, this means I am the Katrina Ruth of yoga.
The positive mirror, the loud older sister who tells you you can fucking do it. The unapologetic bitch who tells you that IT IS time to put your foot down and stake your claim.
We could level up, where the air is still clear. Go the extra mile, because as we know; It is never crowded there 😉
To be in a state that makes art inevitable. Steward of this energy. Experience of living.
Big ass wave.
Putting forward what’s in me, into the world.
Being the guardian of my inner-life.
To people who will drop out of yoga// get turned off, the way it’s currently commercialized/ taught.
Take 25 years off.
High-pressure cooker. (no idea what this means)
We define someone how he makes his money/ instead of by what someone’s interests are.
But I noted it down for in our conversation, once I realized that if I reversed it, it fully applied to what people could ask from me, when I thought about it in terms of me offering a “service”, or being a service provider.
“I will never expect of a man (after a date), what I would not expect of Jon Bon Jovi (after the show).”
It now became, applicable to me as a service provider;
And of course, then what you do is not service. Not in the way we think of service providers, and in particular not the way we think of yoga teachers.
You’ve put on a frickin’ show.
An unexamined life is not worth living
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