Listening to that small voice

One of my favourite games to play is looking back, finding the very first moment of how it started when I feel I’ve reached something big or exciting in my life. I am very well aware that we don’t just “land” in certain situations; there is always a path that leads us there. But where did it start?

When was exactly the first moment I looked to the side and saw a tiny path in the busy forest, and it made me curious... so I kept my eyes on it while walking along the main road, just in case.

It’s a really important game to play, as we tend to forget that everything starts small. With a tiny hint of an idea, a feeling, a what if?

I was thinking about all this while I was sitting in the absolutely gorgeous Jivamukti Yoga Studio in Düsseldorf — the question of, “How on Earth have I landed here with these amazing teachers and 13 other curious souls from all over the world?”

And then I started to play my game.

I will never forget my first Spiritual Warrior class at Luna Wave. I went to class not knowing anything about this class or the Jivamukti School. Little did I know that the 7th warm-up pose in the sequence is a handstand… Yep. Handstand. When I was cued to practise handstand, I was standing there with a WTF face on… I was nowhere near doing a handstand, not even at the wall. But I went with it and did the best I could.

The class continued, and when it finished, I felt so energised like I’d never felt before. I couldn’t stop talking about this class wherever I went. I got instantly curious about it and wanted to know why this class made me feel like this.

Fast forward to the beginning of 2025, when I started to browse the Jivamukti School’s website to see how I could learn and what options I had. All options felt out of reach: all trainings are in another country and they have a rather high price point… But I kept browsing the website, kind of in the hope that I would find a secret link, a secret way for an easier and cheaper option — not to say, that link didn’t exist.

Nothing really happened for months. Just me, being on the website, reading the blog posts, checking the options… until I found myself drawn to the training in January 2026 in Düsseldorf. I checked out the school’s website and their Insta account, again and again and again and again... for months. Until the day I actually started to believed that I could go and do the 10-day training. In my head, it kind of became reality.

Then, out of nowhere, I was commissioned to do a commercial photography job that covered the whole training fee plus travel costs. I had the money. I talked to my husband. I asked for annual leave at work. I got in touch with the school, I asked a few questions, and I paid the deposit.

Then it was only technical bits, but at this point I was not looking at this little path in the woods — I was on it. (Or was I always on the path? Another interesting question...)

It all started with a feeling that sparked curiosity.

I will be forever grateful to myself for trusting that intuition.

Because everything started with that.

Doing a 10-day intensive training in another country seemed absolutely impossible. But it became possible because I listened to that little voice. I didn’t know the steps, I didn’t know the how, but I kept that little voice close to my heart and waited patiently.

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How about you playing that game? How about thinking back to the very first moment when the seed of something nice in your life was planted?

What about thanking yourself for trusting your heart’s desire?

I will leave you here.

With love, as always.

Viki x