This is a letter to my creativity coach Sara
Before our call I always give her a headsup..
And yet, the moment I had to decide if I wanted to go all in on that, I don’t think I even took it into consideration as a reason to do it.
In fact, it wasn’t even to gain anything.
It wasn’t even to gain sex!
A concept we should all be familiar with by now, since we’ve all thrown away the past 12 months to self-imprisonment.
The illusion that risk can be avoided, like you can choose to not go into a roller coaster, is gone.
After a year of letting the loneliness and the despair seep into our healthy bones, we all realize we need more than just health.
Like I said, it was the knowledge that if I would go with fear – fear of Covid, fear of being used, fear of being judged – I would be on the run forever.
My life would get smaller.
I would perpetuate being in the same claws the entire world has been in, since March 2020.
I would become one of those people whose life had ended but with a few decades to go before I was actually dead.
To avoid death on a spiritual, God-given plane where my life had purpose.
Three blogposts on this blog, but there are three posts on my Facebook page, which I still have got to bundle up.
And under my real name, I started a business channel for which I ve already filmed three videos. I wrote five articles, three related to Bon Jovi and two on my art and philosophy blog.
It’s called daily Bon Jovi yoga. And it’s just that. After saying goodbye permanently to teaching yoga and deciding I am not going to reinvent yoga to Rock Star Yoga.
The answer to everything I knew was meant for me, yoga wise, and yet it was never what I thought it was, was so simple!
And it was literally on my vision board for 2021.
I had two words up there (only two): “Bon Jovi” on the top-left. And “Yoga” on the top-right.
I even got that one on repeat, every time I went to bed asking for a sign what on earth I was supposed to “do”, make money from, or just what my purpose was.
The answer when I woke up was always the same:
And then I would be excited and have another go at it, and then it would all turn to dust, slip through my fingers, for a moment I would be okay having parted with it;
Until the cycle of accidentally getting inspired or me asking God for clues, began again.
My art is to do Bon Jovi yoga.
Not teach, not reinvent, not show, not share (as in video, or anything where I have to “show up in spandex”; Something I swore I would never do ever again).
Everyday, I do Bon Jovi yoga.
Make a tweet and a facebook post, mentioning the album or concert I used.
So I will write a lot!
But the art itself is in the doing;
Do one cd of Bon Jovi Yoga a day.
Feeling grateful I had it.
But I feel the absolute thrill and excitement of knowing this is it!
Just not the way I thought, because I don’t change yoga itself into art.
I am the art.
That you’re really like: “OF COURSE I want to do this for the rest of my life!!”
If doing Bon Jovi yoga every day would be the only art that I would ever be allowed to do, I would die fulfilled.
Even if I could not write about it.
Even if I could not share it on Twitter or Facebook, so then technically it would only exist as an energy but it would not be known;
Even then I would be fulfilled.
An unexamined life is not worth living
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