The Short Version:
I’m a writer, a yoga teacher, and I’m just trying to figure this life out.
The Long Version:
During my junior year at my super-strict Catholic high school, we were forced to read “Why Am I Afraid to Tell You Who I Am?” by John Powell , a Jesuit priest (who was later accused of abusing several young female students in the 1960s and 70s.)
The premise of the book is: we are bombarded with messages that who we really are isn’t good enough. As a result, we adopt the traits we believe have been deemed desirable by others. We’re all walking around pretending to be someone else because, “If I tell you who I am, you may not like who I am, and that is all I have.”
It has been many, many years since I last read this book, but its message stuck with me. In order to have genuine relationships with others, we need to just be ourselves. Some of us have been pretending for so long that we don’t even know who we are anymore.
If all I have is who I am—
I am a writer. It is difficult for me to admit this, but it is true. I write fiction, mostly. I have realized that I love short stories, and I want to spend my life creating them.
I am a bibliophile. I love words, I love books. I collect them both.
I am a yogini, and a new yoga instructor. I have been practicing for just over four years. Yoga, more than anything else (besides writing), has made me feel more like myself. Yoga is pretty much my obsession right now. I love the physical practice, but I believe deeply that the mental, emotional, and, yes, spiritual aspects of yoga have been the most beneficial to me.
I am a lover of chocolate. I don’t have a sweet tooth. I have a chocolate tooth. Only chocolate, milk or dark will do. (white chocolate is not chocolate. It is cocoa butter, milk solids, sugar, and salt.)
I am a plant hoarder with a mean green thumb. I get it from my mommy and my Grams. One day I would like to have a vegetable garden.
I am a nail polish and statement ring collector. These things go hand-in-hand, no pun intended. Seriously, though, how can you wear a fabulous ring if your nails look horrid? Thus, I have learned how to give myself great DIY manicures so I can wear a pretty ring (sometimes two. or three) almost every day.
I am natural, as in, I haven’t relaxed my hair in five years. I love my hair. It is soft and lush and vibrant and utterly sexy.
I am a Scorpio. My rising sign is also Scorpio. My moon sign is Libra. This just means I’m awesome and I like interior design.
I could go on, but I’ll stop here. If you have any questions, feel free to ask! You can reach me at breathewriteshine [at] gmail.com.