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It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life...

...you know how the rest of the song goes.

Happy September!  I can't believe I haven't posted yet this month.  Time has been flying, full of wonderful family events and get-togethers (with a great one still ahead - the happy nuptials of my boyfriend's brother on Friday!).

I've also been busy crafting and shifting into a new chapter of my life.  Last week I left my office job that I've held since the day after I first moved to the city - I left it exactly one year ago to the day after I started!  It's quite nerdy how much that symmetry pleases me.  It was a wonderful company and I plan to stay in touch with the folks via the wonderful world of Thai Yoga Massage.

It wasn't my passion, however, so I'm really thrilled to be starting anew.  In two weeks, I'm going to start teacher training with Karma Kids Yoga to learn how to teach yoga ranging from Mom & Baby, toddlers, all the way up to teens.  I have two lovely friends who work and teach there already who are constantly singing its praises.  Kids yoga wasn't something I thought I'd be able to dive into so soon, given that this year has been packed with finding my way around my 200 hour Vinyasa certification and with getting my Thai Yoga Massage certification, but things rarely work out the way we think they will!

I've noticed over the last few years that my post-college life has been naturally dividing itself into semesters.  I tend to have a different job or set of friends or residence in the fall than I do in the spring than I do in the summer.  It's the funniest thing, and I find myself wanting to refer to last fall, when I was doing my teacher training, as "last fall semester."  Does that happen to anyone else or am I just subconsciously structuring my life that way for some reason?

Regardless - fall is possibly my favorite season, and I am so in love with fall in New York.  The weather is releasing us from its sweaty, humid grip and I have that "back to school" spirit and motivation.  I'm re-reading Eat, Pray, Love and devouring my new issue of Yoga Journal and my head is exploding with insights and inspiration - I need to pace myself!


I hope all who are reading this are feeling the same burst of energy and motivation...happy fall, everyone!

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