​Obstacles to Transformation [PART 1] – How I almost didn’t start dancing

Recently, I shared how I started dancing but what I didn’t include was the more relevant story of how I almost didn’t start dancing.

Have you ever experienced contraction in the form of inhibition, doubt, obstacles, distraction or sometimes blatant self-sabotage just prior to expanding into a grander embodiment of your true self or taking an action aligned with fulfilling your heart’s purpose?

I certainly have! Whenever I’m stepping up and doing something that’s really meaningful to me I experience it. BAM! Tightness in the belly, flutters in the heart, chaotic thoughts.

Contraction before expansion is an unavoidable part of any transformational process. But you can let it keep you down, small and discouraged. The fruits of your commitment to embrace your full potential as spirit living through a physical body are SO worth it.

Here’s my tale of why it’s worth it to follow your heart & how I almost didn’t start dancing…

In February 2011, on a whim of hearty inspiration, my best friend and I packed up our house, quit our jobs and sold anything of value we owned to finance moving to a small island in Thailand to participate in Mystical Dance Teacher Training Course with no plan of ever returning to Australia.

In the depths of my soul I intuitively knew getting into dance was going to change my life fundamentally yet I felt a mixture of excitement and extreme nerves as I had never really danced much before.

The first few of days on the island before the course started were bliss. We spent our days drinking coconuts, lounging in hammocks and riding around on scooters with the wind of freedom blowing in our hair.

Until the afternoon one day prior to the course starting. Riding along on a scooter laughing & singing something ridiculous, we turned a corner in the road, some loose sand caused the scooter tyres to slip, I lost control and we both came crashing onto the concrete.

We hit the ground hard and emerged dazzled, concussed and covered in blood, grit and road rash.

Our only consolation: two handsome men found us, picked us up and took us to the hospital.

At the Thai hospital we received basic care to clean up our visible wounds and were sent home to rest. Sent home to allow the shock to wear off and begin feeling the devastation of having a broken body only 12 hrs out from starting my supposed to be life-changing dance experience.

I had intense pain in my right collarbone and it was highly recommended that I go get an x-ray. I knew I had two choices if I went to get an x-ray. Either the x-ray would show my collarbone wasn’t broken and I’d just have to take it easy, rest and wear a sling for a while OR it would show a fracture and I’d have to go home to have it fixed and thus miss my Mystical Dance Teacher Training Course.