The Answers Are In The Skies

Answers Are in the skies

The Answers Are In The Skies


To Those Who Gave Up The Fight For Life.

Today’s confession will be harsh. I am not religious, and this post is not about the holy threesome or something. It’s inspired by Megadeath’s song “Foreclosure Of A Dream,” because it applies to my situation.

It has been a while since I struggled financially. The fight started in August. At the beginning of December, I went officially bankrupt. Depression tried to crawl into my daily life, but I persecuted it.

In my style, I drank wine on my own the night I found out about my official bankruptcy. Sharing my problems is not my strong suit. Avoiding the situation also didn’t help me. Through the emotional whirlwind in my personal life, apathy overwhelmed me.

I stood in a zombie-like shape for a few days because of the shock I experienced. It was a reminder of a similar situation ten years ago.

Many fronts broke me inside –  romantic loss in my life,  my child’s school problems, and the financial crisis. But, hey, I survived! The realization of my deep drowning woke me up from a  life’s dream. I started to build myself from the scratch again. So, here I go, sharing my experience with everyone who finds themselves here.

What did I do in that wrecking situation?

Listening to music certainly helped me, and doing puzzles too. But still, the simple rules I wrote down for my future money situation are: never owning to bank anything, saving 20% of my every income, and writing notes for the spent money. That creates the financial picture. Outside it, I use schedules for everything – from home-cooked meals to grocery shopping, and have reminders daily to reduce the workload in every life field. My head ran wild when I saw exactly how many responsibilities wait for my intervention.

The Answers Are In The Skies of personal activity, but not in religious awaiting for Universe’s plan. I also find out why I am still single, living my unfulfilled life. Action is the change key to everything. It should start sooner for everyone.

The situation made me inspired to do better. I wrote my new action plan, reorganized my priorities, and started to achieve more in my daily life. Thanks to the harsh financial realization, I became a new person without many feelings. Currently, they are in my life’s backseat since I share my finances and life with no one outside my child. That may change or not, but it doesn’t matter. My will is to improve myself financially and never be in a bankrupt situation again. Sacrificing my lack of financial culture doesn’t look good for me or my child’s future. The steps I took, I should do a long time ago. But it’s better later than never.

By the way, Robert Kiyosaki’s “Rich Dad, Poor Dad”‘ book is a great reading choice for lonely Christmas evenings. Tears do not secure the financial future, but they’re needed to ease the emotional pain. People should improve themselves daily in every way they can and know. I know that sounds cold, but after all the pain, I started to think differently. Romance and sex are good, but they will not save me when a financial crisis strikes. As a solo player in my life, I need to provide everything for my child.

The recent financial situation motivated me to do everything possible to find a way out of the poverty circle without losing my dignity. Going back somewhere I don’t belong is not on my life’s or emotion’s plates. Many people go for the comfort, love, or money of others and that’s a huge mistake. Standing on one own two feet is never easy and often leads to various breakthroughs, but in the end, is about the soul’s survival. I am grateful for my bankruptcy because it sped up many plans I put aside because running like a mouse in a daily rut.

The same goes for my love life – the financial crisis woke me up from the “Fairytale has gone bad” romances I had the last few years.  Almost nobody saves no one if there is no mutual love, respect, and business. But there are still good people even if they’re rare.

In that way of thinking, I stand up in the middle of my messes, go to the next job interview, and dance through life with a high chin.

P.S.: I will post two times per week – Wednesday and Friday. That will be until I resolve the problems around me. I have many ideas to improve the blog. There is a lot to unfold.

The First Student Who Joins Zumba Class

The first student who joins Zumba

The First Student Who Joins Zumba Class


The Person That Gives The Idea of Where The Zumba Instructor Will Go

Today’s confession is about my Zumba classes experience. In July, I started the certification process and finished it in August. It was my dream to become a Zumba instructor since I actively danced for three years.

I have always loved dancing and writing. It’s not a surprise I started to work seriously on my blog and Zumba instructor training at the same time because my emotional luggage was too much six months ago.

Looking back, I feel proud of myself. It’s a fact my earnings and class students are not many, but I feel motivated to wake up every morning, working as much as possible for my goals. My inner fuel is almost neverending because it has always been my dream to inspire people with my words, and energy to become the best versions of themselves.

One of my close-to-heart people said I am like a shaman and the readers or students, who follow me, are mad. I took that as a compliment because knowing it, I feel free and happy to find my purpose in that lifetime. Madness always leads to a great life.

After I got the certificate as a Zumba instructor, for a few months I practiced as many steps as possible. Copycats have never been a favorite theme of mine, but sometimes to build confidence in something new people start, they need to watch and learn. Until I played hide and seek with my Zumba classes, doing them on my own without promoting it much, something unexpected happened.

It was Sunday when my first Zumba student joined the class I led. My conditions were not good –  I dance on the terrace, usually at nighttime, and listen to Youtube saved playlist with all the steps I need for my training. It was surprising someone came to my online class that night. I used to stay alone in it without a doubt I am on the right life path. I finished the training, gave my energy to the student, and now she joins me every time on Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday.

The bond between a Zumba instructor and her student is unbreakable, bringing out the best in both parties.

My student was shocked by my way of leading classes, and I was motivated to do better. Starting then, I continue to do my best to give an emotional, energetic, and proper performance the best way I can even if it’s not perfect. 

After seeing I inspired someone’s evening, now nothing can stop me from doing what I love to do. My Zumba love is displayed in my daily routines, and my motivation for it is beyond financial.  I never do anything only for the money. There should be a fire in my heart to keep doing what I do, both in my love and career fields. That’s the reason I do everything with a passion that is too intense for people to understand it.

It’s an undeniable fact that mad and genius people have their unique ways of living and doing things. These personalities are the greatest leaders, mentors, and life game-changers.

After I got my first Zumba student, my improvement as an instructor and person started at high speed. I love what I do and joined many webinars to make my business a success. Zumba should be taken seriously. There is a lot to learn from that sport: charisma, leadership, professionalism, and human attitude. Regarding fitness part and earnings, they are not the main points. Inspiration, positive energy, and releasing the body’s organs from negativity are a must in every business. Another strong reason for me to teach Zumba in my way is to have social human contact and improve my authenticity as a person.

I am uncertain how far I will go with my Zumba instructor career, but my feeling is that’s my thing. That alone is a great starting point and it’s understandable only by those who dare to leave their comfort zone and pursue the unknown.

Are you one of them?

How the first Zumba student acts after joining my class is a clue of how I will do as an instructor in the future – loyalty and acceptance of circumstances are pivotal. The greatest trainers have students who believe in them. Even if there is only one believer in one human, there is a strong candle that enlights life and gives the motivation to keep going.

Look for your one follower, reader, student, faithful person, associate, team member, or colleague that gives the light in your daily living. That’s a strength that keep you going when times are challenging. That makes people overcome their failures. Keep the faith.


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