Sunday, September 22, 2013

Firming My Commitment

Good Morning to you, from Ganesha!

I love this little guy.
He sits on my dresser, quietly removing obstacles as he sees fit.
At not even an inch tall, that's a pretty powerful punch, I assure you!

Yesterday's focus in Teacher Training was Supta Padangusthasana and Forward Bends.  Our practice was largely therapeutic, which was nice.  Today we're onto Twists.  Since we don't start until 12:30 pm today and it's the last Sunday morning I'll have free in a long, long time, I took advantage of our beautiful fall weather and went for a lovely hour-long run/walk.  It's been a while since I've done that and I think my quads will be speaking to me about it tomorrow.  But it was worth it though.  The sun was shining and the temperature boasted that perfect cool-fall-crispness.

So why won't I have any future Sunday mornings free, you might ask?  Well, I'll tell you.  I got a job!  I mean, I have a job but I got a second job working for YogaWorks.  I'm going to be a Greeter in their Studio City location and my first day is tomorrow.  Yay!  I can't wait!  I'm really excited about making a stronger commitment to both yoga and YogaWorks.  Each has changed my life on so many levels.  This step just feels like the right thing for me down deep in my very cells, if that makes any sense?  As time passes, I hope to slowly expand my hours plus fill in as needed.  Eventually, I think being a YW employee will help me when I finally obtain my 500-hour teaching credential and I want to get some classes on the schedule.

For those of you who don't know, my current job is as an artist.  For obvious reasons, art allows me a great deal of flexibility with my schedule and time so I think the two will fit together nicely.  I'm sure at some point on this journey, art and yoga will actually intersect in some direct way, but I'm allowing that to unfold in its own due time.

If you're interested, you can visit my artist website and/or my blog.  Just an FYI... I use my middle name Savannah to write my yoga blog because I wanted my art profession to be separate from my yogic pursuits.  I knew if I had gallery owners and my licensing partners stumbling over here, I would slowly but surely feel the need to censor myself.  I didn't want that.  I wanted my ramblings here to be as open and honest and heart-felt as they could be.  Hence, Savannah.

Sunday, September 15, 2013

This and That

Whoa, how did it get to be the middle of September already?...

I keep meaning to post.  I've composed several in my head but then the day just sort of gets away from me and before I know it, I'm flopping exhausted into bed.

This weekend is another Teacher Training weekend.  Our focus yesterday was Urdhva Dhanurasana and today it's Teaching Beginners.  The training program is still a challenge in terms of the workload, but I seem to have settled into a nice rhythm with it.  It's not as overwhelming as it was at the beginning.  Plus, the information seems to be moving past the "sinking in" phase and is now in the "taking hold" phase.  That's comforting - to know and feel like I'm getting it.

My own practice is steadily plugging along.  My outside commitments have increased greatly these past couple of weeks (hence, the MIA status from the blog).  But even in spite of the extra stuff I have to juggle, I'm finding time to practice.  That's comforting, too - knowing that yoga is so important to me that I'm willing to shift what I have to in order to make it onto the mat.  Even if my preferred time to practice is no longer an option, I'm still figuring it all out.  I guess that's the test.  Practice when you have the luxury of time is one thing; fitting it in when you don't is another, right?

I've also led Steve in two home practices now.  The first was rocky.  I felt like I couldn't translate what was in my head into words fast enough.  The result was a weird and awkward delivery with long pauses while I tried to figure out what was next.  But then I lead him again this morning and things progressed much more smoothly.  I was able to communicate what I wanted to and I didn't just repeat the same three points of alignment over and over again.  His feedback has been really valuable to me and I so appreciate his willingness to be my guinea pig while I find my teaching voice.  It isn't easy.  I taught aerobics for many years in my 20's and early 30's and while there are some similarities to yoga, there are infinitely more differences.  For example, it's really difficult to lead someone through a practice without doing it yourself.  Judging the intensity and pacing without feeling it in your own body is tricky.  And that's just the tip of the iceberg, as far as I'm concerned.

Anyway, the important thing is that I'm making progress.  Every day I am just filled with gratitude for this journey I'm on.