Last October a student wrote me on facebook saying that she wanted to get together with me to talk about something.  That’s all she said.  “Sure!” I said.  “Meet me at our restaurant, Prana.”

Meet we did, and we chatted about many things, among them, Prana Brooklyn.  She wanted us to open a studio in Brooklyn and girlfriend had it all figured out.  ;)    Now I’m a very open person and I’m always (well almost always) open to what the Universe brings me, so I listened to Ossi with an open heart and just let her words wash over me.  At the end of our meeting I told her I’d meditate on it.

The very same week a good friend of mine announced to me that she wanted us to open a Prana in Maine.  And she’d found the space.  (Yes, the very same week).  She said she loves Prana and it was just too far for her to drive to practice at Prana (an hour), so she wanted us to open there, four doors up from her house.  ;)   When I mentioned this to one of our Prana teachers that day, she immediately said, “I’ll manage it!”

Very long story short, Prana Brooklyn is being built as I type and will open sometime this summer.  Prana Maine, on the other hand, will not.  In an odd turn of events, the landlord never called us back after we saw the space—and wanted it.  It was built five years ago and she’s never had a tenant.  I’ll just leave it at that.

Meanwhile, the Prana teacher who wanted to manage Prana Maine was waiting, waiting, waiting for it to come through.  I felt bad that it wasn’t flowing, but this Supermom don’t mess wit the Universe.  Yet, I felt for our teacher (also my good friend).  She needed to move out of her rented home, and fast.  It was being sold and so since nothing was happening with Prana Maine, she and her husband and son moved in with her Mom in Connecticut.  Her mom is awesome but, well, you know, it’s challenging to live with your Mom, no matter how great she is.

 

But she hung in there.  Then one day, she needed to get out of the house and take a breather and asked her Mom if there were any yoga studios around.  Her Mom said yes and directed her to a nearby studio.  When she got there she noticed that the studio was long gone—it had been gone for a year.  But the landlord happened to be there.  She chatted with the landlord and, well, one thing lead to another.  She took over the yoga studio space and opened her very own yoga studio TWO WEEKS LATER.  Two weeks!  We ain’t never done that!  LOL.  No construction, ready as is.  A yogic dream!*

So remember, when things ain’t goin the way you want em to, breathe and believe.  You never know what the Universe is gonna deliver.  In record speed.

 

 

* Whenever you’re in Torrington, Connecticut, check out Heather’s new studio: sanctuarypoweryoga.com.