Zumba with Farah

The Divas in class tonight!!

Join us tomorrow night at 6.30pm for another crazy sweaty night!!!!🔥🔥🔥

Spiritual Warfare

The battle is real. Children of God, claim your divine power, break the shackles of the ego’s imprisonment, stop living in survival, take responsibility and act! Go and make a difference!

We are a speck in the universe yet our psychological drama is larger than the universe. The world outside our psychological drama is a blur for many of us. Therefore, warriors of God, take a step forward, heal yourself, then your family, your workplace and eventually your community. ❤️‍🩹

Support and empower each other to heal.
Stop looking at people through the lenses of judgement. We are all broken or damaged in one way or another, we are all in the same boat, hence, extend a helping hand or offer an act of kindness wherever you can. 🕊

Each act of love and kindness we extend to the world raises the vibration and the frequency of the world and brings with it healing.

Worrying, gossiping, living in anger does nothing but bring down the vibrational frequency of the world.

We can choose to be part of the problem or part of the solution. ❤️‍🩹⛑🤓🔎🙋🏽‍♀️🙋

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Yes we all need a sense of belonging, a belief system, a way of life, morals and values… but what if there were more ways of being?

I’ve always been fascinated by religion. By the age of 9, I had read most holy books I could lay my hands on. I had formed a personal relationship with Jesus, Krishna, Mohammad and Buddha in my own internal world. I had learnt prayers from different religion, which were like magical incantations for me.. they connected me with magic, with endless and infinite possibilities.

My understanding of God was different to what I was taught God was. I venerated holy books and inspired myself from prophets and different religious figures but God in my eyes was no one but my parents. They were my creator, and I was a manifestation of their love. If life is borne out of love, my logical mind equated love to God. So basically, if I couldn’t worship my parents through acts of service, everything else was pointless.

I never understood the concept of hell or heaven as well. I still don’t. Somehow, I’ve started to see more and more commonalities amongst mankind. Enough commonalities to allow me to see godliness all around. I have since embraced all religions and have found profound wisdom in their different spiritual practices.

Today, if I was to be asked what my religion was, I’d say my profession is my religion.

Today, if I was to be asked how do I worship, I’d say by serving others through my profession.

If you were to talk to me about work/life balance or if you were to tell me I was replaceable, I would dispute those myths.

My workplace is my temple, my source of inspiration and transformation. My role as a leader is my act of worship.

If you were to question where do I belong, I’d tell you I belong exactly where my feet rest at that point. Whats lays under my feet is mine- regardless of who holds the title deed- the space under my feet is the sacred space where energy is transformed.

Do I want a slice of pie or the whole pie? I’ll take the whole pie any day- daughter of the universe ✨🦄