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I’d been offering meditation classes for a few months and had gathered a loyal following of women who were interested in consistent practice. I’d even taken on a few one-on-one coaching clients. When Shae suggested holding a grand reopening to bring attention to the new classes, I readily agreed.
If this class was any indication, we’d have quite a few new clients after today. The yoga mats were lined up from one wall to the other. There was barely room to move.
“Take a second to check in with yourself. How do you feel after your practice? Better than when you sat on your meditation pillow?”
A few women smiled, and others nodded.
“Remember to take a few minutes a day to relax and breathe. I think you’ll find yourself craving that time after a few days.”
I stood, signaling it was time to leave. I gathered my things: an affirmation card I’d read at the beginning of class, my mat, and water bottle.
A woman approached. “I just wanted to thank you. I feel amazing after that.”
Smiling at her, I tucked my yoga mat under my arm. “I’m so glad you enjoyed it.”
“How often do you recommend meditating?”
“To make it a habit, try to sit once a day.”
She tipped her head to the side. “Does it matter how long?”
I never wanted to overwhelm a beginner. “Not at first. Start with five minutes and slowly increase to twenty minutes if you can. But no pressure.”
Another woman stood next to the first, drawing a couple more women. “How do I stop the thoughts?”
“Don’t resist them. Acknowledge them, label them as thoughts, and come back to your breathing. If you have trouble focusing, you can count your breaths like we did today.”
The women asked a few more questions as we moved toward the door. Then they broke away. Shae had juice and snacks set up in the lobby.
I stopped where Colton leaned against the back wall. “That was amazing.”
“When are you going to come to a class?” I’d been asking him since I started.
He drew me into his body, a knowing smirk playing on his face. “I prefer one-on-one sessions.”
“I bet you do,” I murmured, a smile curving over my lips. I’m sure it had something to do with the way I always crawled into his lap afterward. I loved that he was willing to share my practice with me and that he was so open to it.
He wrapped an arm around my shoulders, leading me to the lobby. My juice bottles were in a refrigerator behind the counter. As part of the open house, I was offering a free juice to everyone who tried a class for the first time, so there was a line.
Colton squeezed my shoulder. “They’re buying, too.”
I’d hired more people to work my juice shop, especially in the early mornings so I could enjoy my time with Colton, now that I was living with him, and focus on expanding my brand in other ways.
It allowed me more time to offer the meditation classes, increase my coaching clientele, and work with local stores and health clubs, who’d slowly started to carry my items. When I expanded my search to other towns, I found an organic grocery store in Columbia, David’s, that was interested in carrying my juices. Once I had that contract secured, others were willing to take a chance on me.
Selling my juices provided a steady stream of income, but I enjoyed the meditation classes and coaching more. Advising others energized me in a way that nothing else did. Hiring help allowed me to do what I loved best.
“Are you ready to head home?” Colton asked.
“Let me just make sure Shae doesn’t need my help.”
Colton nodded, and I made my way to the counter, where Shae was handing out juices to the last few people in line.
There hadn’t been any more break-ins or robberies. Colton’s theory was that whoever was responsible had moved on or was lying low. Corey was adamant he wasn’t involved in the more serious crimes. His hearing was still pending. Hopefully, he would be okay as long as he stayed out of trouble.
“I’d say today was a success. I think you’re going to have a lot of new people in your meditation classes,” Shae said when I approached.
“I hope so. Thanks for giving me a chance.” There wasn’t room for meditation in my juice shop. I found most of my coaching clients from the classes. They were the most open to guidance.
