Today I did a thing that was kinda scary: I taught my first class. I mean, I've done a repeated workshop before so I guess that's kinda similar, but it was a couple years ago. I learned a lot about my creative process, and that it doesn't look like what I thought it should or would. I gave myself freedom to know I had the wisdom inside me, and that after a decade and a half of accumulating knowledge, I could wait and roll with what transpired in the moment. It was perfect in its imperfections. I let the shakti educate me and move through me to inform the best thing for the 3 participants. I am humbled and look forward to allowing more to come through.