In early February, I led a yoga retreat to Aruba. It was a Choose Joy Yoga retreat, as that is the main focus of my teaching, writing and way of life. As can happen when you have a collection of women together, there was occasionally some complaining about significant others — not a lot, but some. Try as I might to keep the emotions positive, sometimes I found this a challenge.
And then, the last day, I received an interesting, mind-blowing, soul-inspiring phone call, the opening line of which went like this:
Courtland (thick Texas accent): "Rebecca, this is Courtland. I'm in the hotel across the parking lot with a big ol' diamond in my pocket. I'm gonna need your help."
I find it so refreshing that romance isn't dead. All we have to do is believe in love. And then surrender.