Yoga Journey – back to my Inner Child.

I arrived here on earth on February 8th, 1988. I was born and raised in a loving Palestinian family within an Arab & Islamic society in Kuwait, Middle East.

My imagination is out of control and I was aware of this at a young age. I visualize and dream more than I see in reality. As a child I would paint and draw all over our living room walls. Thankfully my parents appreciated this as a form of Art and allowed me to express myself that way. I played violin (I still take my violin out for some tunes when I’m feeling playful), and my paintings were a refuge from the outside world. During my school years I loved to create – projects from DIY books, clothes for my dolls, calendars and planners that can actually be used.

I am not sure at which point did I cast a shadow on my creativity, but I did drift off from my path. I was concerned a lot more about conforming to society’s standards rather than living my true purpose. Like everyone else I finished school, graduated, went to college, graduated, completed my masters in Computer Engineering, graduated. I taught in the Computer Engineering department in a couple of local Universities for 4 years. I honestly enjoyed studying and the field of engineering and computer science enhanced my intellect. Teaching is not just something I do it is an indescribable heartwarming feeling and for that I am grateful everyday.

Before Yoga came into my life, movement meditation was something I practiced and was curious about. Movement was another way of expressing myself, something I understood more from the teachings of Yoga. I really can’t say when I started practicing yoga but let’s say I started a consistent “yoga” practice in 2011. Later I developed an interest in teaching yoga to help heal ailments – simple things such as a herniated disk in my friend’s lumbar spine. When I saw the potential of me teaching Yoga, I decided to go and do this Teacher Training thing that I hear a lot about.

During my last year teaching at college I put everything on hold, my career under risk and flew to India to study my first Yoga Teacher Training. I was grateful for the support I received from my parents, family and friends. This certificate allowed me to teach yoga “legally”.

After that I decided to quit my job. So I did, and lived on my savings (and my father’s). A year and a half later a Yoga Studio opened in Kuwait and I started teaching full time. I then became a Manager at the same studio for almost 2 years. One day I realized that I have been limiting my creativity by running a studio the way someone else wanted it to be run. And I quit my job, again.

And now I feel free. I feel space to create.

All I can say is since I started to listen to my heart and visit my inner child that creates and plays, I have been feeling more like myself than I have ever before. It is exhilarating to be back after being lost for so long.

Right now I solemnly swear I am up to no good (Harry Potter reference), and I have a couple of creations to be revealed soon!

Life is a journey. I gave you a few snippets of mine. I hope you appreciate everything you have been through because it is all part of your own journey. We each have our own path. But we are all going home together.