holy shit you guys,
i’m 40!
If someone had told 20-year-old me that I’d be running a successful yoga studio, leading retreats all over the world, and still figuring out what I want to be when I grow up, I would have laughed so hard and then thrown up a little. But here’s what I’ve learned in these beautifully messy four decades: the universe has a wicked sense of humor and an even better GPS system.
Here’s the plot twist nobody prepared me for: my life is absolutely nothing like what I expected at 20—and I’ve never been more grateful for a plan that completely fell apart. Twenty-year-old me had this whole life mapped out (which involved way more business suits, doing what was expected of me, and following the status quo), but the universe was like ‘cute plan LOL, but we’ve got something SO much better in store.’ Turns out, the detours and the ‘oh shit, what am I doing?’ moments weren’t mistakes—they were breadcrumbs leading me exactly where I needed to be.
I plan to spend it helping people remember they’re allowed to take up space and breathe deeply. That they’re worth grabbing fear by the balls and traveling across the world just to feel alive and remember what it means to be human.
Am I terrified about what’s next? Absolutely. But I’m also buzzing with possibility. Because if the first 40 years taught me anything, it’s that magic happens when you show up anyway: scared shitless but still smiling.
Here’s to the next chapter—may it be filled with more laughter, deeper breaths, a ridiculous amount of love—and the kind of adventure that would make my younger self simultaneously proud and slightly terrified.
xx,
brittany
