Yoga class training is now over. 18 weekends of training is completed. 180 hours of learning and practicing. Many hours of reading, studying, and preparing.
It seems like yesterday, on a somewhat cold February morning, that I first met with 15 other strangers nervous about what we were getting ourselves into. Its has been a challenging road, filled with many stops of learning along the way. I learned that I love anatomy but, for some reason, that I struggle to remember Latin names for muscles. I have learned that we become better Yoga teachers every time we get in front of a class, that our voice and style carries a lot of weight when we are leading a class, and that I have just scratched the surface of what I can learn about myself, the human body, movement, exercise, breathing, and teaching Yoga. I am more than glad to have the experience and I am sad that it has ended. I really enjoyed the company of my classmates.
I still have a final exam to complete, along with some other incidentals, but I now have every other weekend back. I will miss the camaraderie of my fellow students and the great pleasure it is to sit and and learn (with lots of Yoga breaks) . I forgot how wonderful it is to learn in a class setting. This, however, will not be the end of my Yoga education.
The last four weekends, our class has gone through several rounds of
practicums where we teach each other in 20 minute blocks and are
evaluated and receive constructive criticism. It was stressful (most of us taught four times) and necessary. What was taught ranged
from a quiet meditative to a fast flow to holding hard poses for several minutes in a strength focused practice. Each student brought their own imprint into what they taught. It was beautiful to see and wonderful to be part of.
Now comes the hard part. I have to take what I learned and try to see if I can teach. I would like to be able to volunteer my time to bring Yoga to those who may not have access to it and I for certain want to share the benefits of a Yoga practice with those in their middle age years and beyond. I am volunteer teaching one time a week now but I would like to add to that and make it something more permanent. I could always try to teach in a studio, but I am not certain I want to go that route. I do not look at Yoga as a way to earn money, but rather as a way to help people get healthy.
So the future holds a good amount of what ifs. That, however, is the nature of life. As the teacher who worked with us on meditation asked "Whose life has unfolded to be exactly they planned it to be". As I have said in earlier posts, I will practice Yoga until I cannot breath. The same will go with teaching.
Namaste.
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