Anne posted on Facebook that she was looking for a few good yoginis.
Was there anyone out there that would be able to give an hour of their time for a Yin and Yoga Nidra practice, to help her promote her studio? She’d have Erika take photos of this event and use them to update her website for Freedom Yoga Studio.
Is it that time already? You betcha!
Another crop of eager yogis started at shala this past Sunday. This is the third season that Dianne is taking students for training at the studio. I’m glad to be an assistant again, along with two other teachers at ESY.
It was fun to watch the yogis (10 female and 1 male, so I’ll use that term generically) interact during the first Sunday afternoon. I got to experience it through their beginner’s eyes. We had a 30 minute practice on the mat, talked about the yamas and niyamas (the first 2 out of the 8 limbs of yoga), and generally got to know a little more about each other.
How will the next 6 months come to shape them? It’ll be interesting to see.
May they enjoy the journey!
When I was a kid, I used to make up imaginary stories where I’d broken my leg. I’d stick a broomstick down the side of my pant leg and gimp around the house. Now that I’ve gone and pulled my left hamstring, I’m grateful I’ve never really had to deal with an injury or broken bone.
Do you remember the last time you were injured? Do you recall how it felt?
I completed week two of my veterinary acupuncture course (more to come on that in another post) in early December. During week 1, I offered to teach a 30 minute Gentle Flow yoga class to any of the forty or so veterinarians participating. I knew that I needed to move around before settling into a whole day of learning and hoped some would feel the same. Nine hours of combined sitting and standing can wear a body out. The group fluctuated between 6-8 regulars, so I kept the classes going the next time we were in training. No commitments. Didn’t matter if they’d done yoga before or not.
I’ve had several “yoga firsts” from this experience.
One of my sister’s calls me a professional student. I’m good with that. OK, so I was in University for a long time (getting into and then completing vet college). I did yoga school last year and I’m assisting in the yoga teacher training class now. Then there’s this fall and winter, where I’ve enrolled in a program on animal acupuncture (an exciting way to approach veterinary medicine but very overwhelming since it’s like learning a new language!).
I can’t help it. I love to learn.
The first day of ESY Teacher Training (Season 2) was this past Sunday. Such a pleasure to meet this group of motivated yoginis! In one of our breakout discussion groups, someone asked me why I decided to teach.
Do you remember propping yourself up in bed, under the covers, with a flashlight and a good novel?
This summer, I rediscovered my local public library because they introduced electronic book loans. And, most exciting of all, I could download e-books onto my iPhone. I didn’t need a flashlight to read at night anymore!
Dianne gave me the official certificate from Eastside Yoga School this week. I wasted no time in logging into the Yoga Alliance website and signing up as a Registered Yoga Teacher (RYT).
So why did I decide to do yoga school/shala?
Don’t you ever wonder where the time goes?
It’s been one year since I started this blog. Wow! I’m so happy to be able to write that down. Here are some of my musings on this auspicious occasion…
As part of yoga teacher training, I taught my 5th karma community class on a rainy Sunday afternoon. I was glad to have a chance to be at the studio again but it was a few weeks since I’d done it. For my 4th karma class, I assisted by demonstrating the poses as my classmate led the practice. I liked observing someone else’s style. However, it was time for me to get back into the groove again.