Following this trend on the other app, I realise how important it is to share the real thing with you here too. I hesitated for a long time to post it, I even asked my friends and sister if it was a bit embarrassing. And I realised how scared I still was of this vulnerability, of really opening up. Behind the beautiful photos, the fluid flows and the before/after that make you think of the accomplishment of an ideal, perhaps physical, maybe mental, there are so many doubts, fears, questioning, nights without sleep, nights of work. Of course yoga, this practice helps me on a daily basis, I witness this transformation that I wouldn't have dared to believe in, this confidence that I have gained in myself, in my body. But this inner work, this growth, this journey is an endless process. It is a winding road that is neither easy nor without obstacles. And the reality is that like all of you, I struggle. I struggle sometimes a little, sometimes a lot. Sometimes I am afraid, sometimes I am anxious, sometimes I lose confidence, sometimes I am overwhelmed. And I may not show it here. But I believe that this is above all the beauty of the practice: to transpose this opening of the body to an opening of the mind, of the heart. To show our vulnerability. To open up, to ourselves, to others. To be ourselves, truly, in all our complexity, all our nuances. Embracing this vulnerability, embracing this softness. I have said it before, and I will say it again. Your vulnerability is your strength, your softness is your power.