Confessions One Year In
as we wind into the depths of december, i think back on where the inside space was a year ago.
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this practice was set up out of my dad’s home, having just moved back to columbus, unsure as to whether or not I would stay or i would go. in some ways, there was not a chance that i would be hanging around much longer in the city that raised me, but some divine plan in conjunction with Kate Borges, of Massage Garage Bexley, had other plans.
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this thing called the inside space grew faster than i ever envisioned it would. a community of people seeking something more holistic, more empowering, and more root-cause oriented for themselves and their children continued to book in via my personal phone or my home-made website that, admittedly, i have grown overly attached to.
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i have learned so much. i have gotten to meet so many incredible humans doing true heart work, both in providers and those laying down on my table.
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and of course, to parallel all that has been learned, there is a slew of even more than has been unlearned (mostly about my own beliefs about self).
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in this last year, we have moved locations twice, i hired someone, and we have grown in ways i could not have anticipated.
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and despite all of the “success” and growth, I am still guilty of being too hard on myself (thank you to my fiancé Evan and my incredible assistant, Alyssa, for always bringing me back to earth), i lack patience, i am a total idealist (i am literally the queen of unfinished projects), and you know what?
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all of it is okay.
all of it is great.
all of it allowed for learning.
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i couldn’t be happier with what the inside space has grown into. whether you’ve been a part of it in person or simply by following along with it here, thank you for all of the support
