COUNTING DOWN . . .
In 28 days I will reach a milestone in my life ("28 Days" was also the name of a movie about a recovering substance abuser - Sandra Bullock). Mine isn't about substance abuse, but it is a MAJOR birthday.
I don't write this so I'll get cards, gifts and letters (or e-mails), but as part of my acceptance (back to that word, again) of this particular birthday. It will be my 60th.
At the training I was at last week, on the first day, Sundari asked the youngest and the oldest to teach a pose to the group -- guess who was the 'oldest'? That has rarely happened in the past; better get used to it. And, as I listened to Sundari and John, I am reminded that I am also older than my teachers!
More on being older, later -- it's going to be a long month for you and me.
Short blog this a.m. Going in to the studio to do some cleaning before the 9:30 class. The studio's furnace was replaced yesterday afternoon - I hope successfully. There may be some residual clean-up from that project, plus I noticed the mirrors were a bit smeared as I taught yesterday.
Hope you have a nice Sunday,
I don't write this so I'll get cards, gifts and letters (or e-mails), but as part of my acceptance (back to that word, again) of this particular birthday. It will be my 60th.
At the training I was at last week, on the first day, Sundari asked the youngest and the oldest to teach a pose to the group -- guess who was the 'oldest'? That has rarely happened in the past; better get used to it. And, as I listened to Sundari and John, I am reminded that I am also older than my teachers!
More on being older, later -- it's going to be a long month for you and me.
Short blog this a.m. Going in to the studio to do some cleaning before the 9:30 class. The studio's furnace was replaced yesterday afternoon - I hope successfully. There may be some residual clean-up from that project, plus I noticed the mirrors were a bit smeared as I taught yesterday.
Hope you have a nice Sunday,
HAPPY HALLOWEEN
I was just about to shut the computer down, thinking I had little to offer to 'blog-land' this morning. Just as my finger approached the 'shut down' button, I remembered "It's Halloween".
Not sure what I can offer in the way of contemplative thoughts regarding Halloween and it's significance, but I am sure it's worth a mention, at least.
So, I googled "Halloween" and clicked on the Wikipedia site for a "cliff notes' history. Surprise, Surprise! There was the word Samhain, which I had seen in John Friend's latest Twitter entry. What is Samhain (pronounced sow-in)? It's a Celtic word meaning 'summers end'. It marks the movement from the lighter half of the year into the darker half. (All this comes from Wikipedia.)
I've copied part of the Wikipedia entry, rather than try to re-write it in any understandable way: "The celebration has some elements of a festival of the dead. The ancient Celts believed that the border between this world and the Otherworld became thin on Samhain, allowing spirits (both harmless and harmful) to pass through. The family's ancestors were honoured and invited home whilst harmful spirits were warded off. It is believed that the need to ward off harmful spirits led to the wearing of costumes and masks. Their purpose was to disguise oneself as a harmful spirit and thus avoid harm."
Interesting. I've never even been curious about Halloween; just thought it was a time to hand out candy (or hide in the darkness, if I hadn't thought ahead and bought any candy -- ahh, the real secrets come out).
So, now I know. A time to honor our ancestors - good and bad.
Hope you have a nice Halloween,
Not sure what I can offer in the way of contemplative thoughts regarding Halloween and it's significance, but I am sure it's worth a mention, at least.
So, I googled "Halloween" and clicked on the Wikipedia site for a "cliff notes' history. Surprise, Surprise! There was the word Samhain, which I had seen in John Friend's latest Twitter entry. What is Samhain (pronounced sow-in)? It's a Celtic word meaning 'summers end'. It marks the movement from the lighter half of the year into the darker half. (All this comes from Wikipedia.)
I've copied part of the Wikipedia entry, rather than try to re-write it in any understandable way: "The celebration has some elements of a festival of the dead. The ancient Celts believed that the border between this world and the Otherworld became thin on Samhain, allowing spirits (both harmless and harmful) to pass through. The family's ancestors were honoured and invited home whilst harmful spirits were warded off. It is believed that the need to ward off harmful spirits led to the wearing of costumes and masks. Their purpose was to disguise oneself as a harmful spirit and thus avoid harm."
Interesting. I've never even been curious about Halloween; just thought it was a time to hand out candy (or hide in the darkness, if I hadn't thought ahead and bought any candy -- ahh, the real secrets come out).
So, now I know. A time to honor our ancestors - good and bad.
Hope you have a nice Halloween,
BLUE FLASHLIGHT SAGA ENDS, at least for me
The worry of Wednesday is somewhat abated -- my Mother (tho still in the hospital) does not have anything serious going on. At least nothing they've found yet. A few things, tho, that would explain her back pain and other complaints lately. Ah, the beauty of aging.
The lesson for me in this? Plan.
I know that I have an aversion to consider aging and it's complications. But, in fairness to my son, I do need to think through what happens when, and then accept it. (We're back to acceptance.) Oh, I do have a will and other legal documents, but when does he (or I) take my driver's license away? When does he (or I) make the decision to look to 'assisted living'? I hope that I am able to do most of that decision making, but it is so easy to resist thinking about it.
On to lighter topics like the blue flashlight!
The blue flashlight arrived safely in California yesterday - just as UPS promised. There is a message on my phone thanking me. Before I listened to it, tho, I called them to update them on my Mother. Who answered? Jack. "thank you, grandma Leslie, for my blue flashlight" So cute! Two months ago, he would barely talk on the phone. Now, he's a veritable chatterbox. The problem? I can't understand everything he says. Who knows what he's saying as I respond "oh, that sounds like so much fun". Oh well, it's a conversation.
My advice to his parents: buy lots of batteries for that blue flashlight.
Classes yesterday went well. I'm finding words and phrases I didn't know were inside waiting to come out. My class last night was about remembering our power. I used the Hanuman story (being reminded of his power), and related it to how I feel when I do handstand or simply stand on one leg. Students can relate through their own experiences in the practice. So, most of the students present were returning to the practice after a long hiatus, or injury, so we couldn't do a real "power" class per se. At the end, I made a closing statement relating power to discipline, to creating stability in our foundations, to standing tall, and to simply being lighthearted. Where did that come from? Not sure, but I'm loving it.
Hope you have a nice Friday,
The lesson for me in this? Plan.
I know that I have an aversion to consider aging and it's complications. But, in fairness to my son, I do need to think through what happens when, and then accept it. (We're back to acceptance.) Oh, I do have a will and other legal documents, but when does he (or I) take my driver's license away? When does he (or I) make the decision to look to 'assisted living'? I hope that I am able to do most of that decision making, but it is so easy to resist thinking about it.
On to lighter topics like the blue flashlight!
The blue flashlight arrived safely in California yesterday - just as UPS promised. There is a message on my phone thanking me. Before I listened to it, tho, I called them to update them on my Mother. Who answered? Jack. "thank you, grandma Leslie, for my blue flashlight" So cute! Two months ago, he would barely talk on the phone. Now, he's a veritable chatterbox. The problem? I can't understand everything he says. Who knows what he's saying as I respond "oh, that sounds like so much fun". Oh well, it's a conversation.
My advice to his parents: buy lots of batteries for that blue flashlight.
Classes yesterday went well. I'm finding words and phrases I didn't know were inside waiting to come out. My class last night was about remembering our power. I used the Hanuman story (being reminded of his power), and related it to how I feel when I do handstand or simply stand on one leg. Students can relate through their own experiences in the practice. So, most of the students present were returning to the practice after a long hiatus, or injury, so we couldn't do a real "power" class per se. At the end, I made a closing statement relating power to discipline, to creating stability in our foundations, to standing tall, and to simply being lighthearted. Where did that come from? Not sure, but I'm loving it.
Hope you have a nice Friday,
WEDNESDAY'S WONDER & WORRY
I taught my first 'official' post-training yoga class yesterday (Wednesday). (I had taught on Tuesday, but it's a one-hour class and I'm not sure I can call that 'official' by yoga standards.)
The Wednesday class is a Gentle Yoga class, attended by students ages 40-86. Students choose this class because they have an injury, they haven't moved for a while, or they're looking for more than their gym or community center is able to offer in the way of individual attention and modification.
So, pull out the chairs and watch the eyes -- pure horror, as in "We're going to use chairs?!?! What kind of yoga is this?"
My theme yesterday revolved around acceptance. The motivation was personal, but everyone can relate -- whether they accept or reject their bodies, something about their personality, or something about another person.
The most powerful moment came when I asked everyone to stand sideways on their mat and take triangle. Acceptance walked right into the room and took center stage with this pose. Watching students, I saw all shapes and manner of triangle. I had encouraged use of blocks or (horrors) chair to support the lower hand. Everyone, tho, was trying to do their best (and keep up with their neighbor), so many were attempting to get the hand to the floor.
I pulled one out of a very distorted triangle, handed her a chair, and asked her to do the pose using the chair as a foundation for the bottom hand. Music to my ears as she opened into a very aligned trichonasana.
Since no one else had seen this transformation, I asked them to gather round and watch as we did the other side. Another song, as she opened her heart and gracefully gazed up towards her extended arm.
Having demonstrated this, I decided everyone should do the pose again. Each person wisely decided what prop to use (or not to use), and I had a room full of singing trichonasanas ("The Singing Trichonasanas" -- good name for something, hey?).
I don't always advocate using props, but - especially in this class - using props is accepting and then working with the limitations that age, surgery, chronic conditions, etc., have placed on us (even if it is only temporary). There will be time to work on the pose and, eventually perhaps, discard the prop; while we do that work, tho, the body is loving the direction the prop offers to safe, prana-filled alignment.
So, that was the 'wonder' of Wednesday.
The 'worry', you ask? I got a call yesterday afternoon that my Mother, who is 85, was being transported to the hospital in Spokane. Heart rate - 32 !!! coupled with high blood pressure. This leaves my Father, who is not mobile enough to be left on his own in their home, to be cared for. Luckily I have a cousin who will step in. Now waiting for word on just what is causing this condition. There is a bit of relief in all of this, it explains a lot of what she has been experiencing lately in her daily life -- fatigue, palpitations, anxiety, memory issues. So, waiting for updates.
Enjoy your day,
The Wednesday class is a Gentle Yoga class, attended by students ages 40-86. Students choose this class because they have an injury, they haven't moved for a while, or they're looking for more than their gym or community center is able to offer in the way of individual attention and modification.
So, pull out the chairs and watch the eyes -- pure horror, as in "We're going to use chairs?!?! What kind of yoga is this?"
My theme yesterday revolved around acceptance. The motivation was personal, but everyone can relate -- whether they accept or reject their bodies, something about their personality, or something about another person.
The most powerful moment came when I asked everyone to stand sideways on their mat and take triangle. Acceptance walked right into the room and took center stage with this pose. Watching students, I saw all shapes and manner of triangle. I had encouraged use of blocks or (horrors) chair to support the lower hand. Everyone, tho, was trying to do their best (and keep up with their neighbor), so many were attempting to get the hand to the floor.
I pulled one out of a very distorted triangle, handed her a chair, and asked her to do the pose using the chair as a foundation for the bottom hand. Music to my ears as she opened into a very aligned trichonasana.
Since no one else had seen this transformation, I asked them to gather round and watch as we did the other side. Another song, as she opened her heart and gracefully gazed up towards her extended arm.
Having demonstrated this, I decided everyone should do the pose again. Each person wisely decided what prop to use (or not to use), and I had a room full of singing trichonasanas ("The Singing Trichonasanas" -- good name for something, hey?).
I don't always advocate using props, but - especially in this class - using props is accepting and then working with the limitations that age, surgery, chronic conditions, etc., have placed on us (even if it is only temporary). There will be time to work on the pose and, eventually perhaps, discard the prop; while we do that work, tho, the body is loving the direction the prop offers to safe, prana-filled alignment.
So, that was the 'wonder' of Wednesday.
The 'worry', you ask? I got a call yesterday afternoon that my Mother, who is 85, was being transported to the hospital in Spokane. Heart rate - 32 !!! coupled with high blood pressure. This leaves my Father, who is not mobile enough to be left on his own in their home, to be cared for. Luckily I have a cousin who will step in. Now waiting for word on just what is causing this condition. There is a bit of relief in all of this, it explains a lot of what she has been experiencing lately in her daily life -- fatigue, palpitations, anxiety, memory issues. So, waiting for updates.
Enjoy your day,
NOW APPEARING ON FACEBOOK
Last week, before leaving for Driggs & Jackson, I poked around Facebook and discovered how to link this blog to Faceook. The result? Each day that I post to the blog, Facebook will pick it up and a few (or many) hours later it will appear for all my friends to read.
Facebook is still a relative mystery to me. I rarely offer comments, unless someone is doing something really remarkable (like Kara - an outstanding horsewoman & good friend - who will be volunteering her time and skills to a group of special needs children with the aid of horses). To see my face each day, sending my thoughts to the world (o.k. - not the world, just my 81 friends), is causing me pause.
As in, do I really want EVERYONE reading my thoughts. This may come from my own insecurity, my own resistance to promoting myself. Not sure. Maybe I just need to get used to it.
So, I'm thinking of a list of pros and cons to this process. Here goes:
PROS
After the training last week, I am getting e-mails and pics from many of the attendees. It is valuable to participate in trainings periodically; and, as valuable, to meet new people and hear their thoughts and questions. So, I am loving the communication. The pictures are fun too. Here's our group:
Facebook is still a relative mystery to me. I rarely offer comments, unless someone is doing something really remarkable (like Kara - an outstanding horsewoman & good friend - who will be volunteering her time and skills to a group of special needs children with the aid of horses). To see my face each day, sending my thoughts to the world (o.k. - not the world, just my 81 friends), is causing me pause.
As in, do I really want EVERYONE reading my thoughts. This may come from my own insecurity, my own resistance to promoting myself. Not sure. Maybe I just need to get used to it.
So, I'm thinking of a list of pros and cons to this process. Here goes:
PROS
- More exposure
- More readers
- Moving out of comfort zone (always a big push for me)
- More exposure - Do I really want it?
- More readers - A good thing, but do I really want it?
- Moving out of comfort zone - Letting the world (o.k. - 81 people) really SEE part of me.
After the training last week, I am getting e-mails and pics from many of the attendees. It is valuable to participate in trainings periodically; and, as valuable, to meet new people and hear their thoughts and questions. So, I am loving the communication. The pictures are fun too. Here's our group:
For more, check out Sundari's blog in a few days -- click on 'Sundari' under Blogs/Websites I Love
We've had snow (as has Jackson & Montana). Whew! Were we lucky with the weather last week, especially when you consider I and my 3 guests were driving over the pass from Driggs to Jackson and back each day. Another auspicious element to this training -- the weather was clear, sunny and almost warm!
Take care & enjoy your Wednesday,
RESTED & READY
As in, practice - teach - study. Yesterday, I took the opportunity to rest. I did a bit of paperwork at the studio in the morning, then retreated to home.
This morning, after yesterday's nap and a long night's sleep, I feel much better. More ready to apply some of what I learned last week. I say "some", because there have been times in my life that I've returned from a training or workshop and begun to try to teach everything I learned. Wrong approach. For me, it wasn't my voice, my experience, and - poor students - they got a less-than authentic class.
So, take it slow. Think about what I learned, what I observed, and how I can apply it in my life and in my teaching. Then, and only then, take it into my classes.
I listened to phone messages last night. Of note, was one from my grandson, Jack (almost 3-years-old). I sent him a card during the training, on which the photo was of a painting in the museum titled "Chief" -- a huge painting of a buffalo, emerging from the mist and gazing right out at the observer. Jack told me several things, including:
Hope you have a great Tuesday,
This morning, after yesterday's nap and a long night's sleep, I feel much better. More ready to apply some of what I learned last week. I say "some", because there have been times in my life that I've returned from a training or workshop and begun to try to teach everything I learned. Wrong approach. For me, it wasn't my voice, my experience, and - poor students - they got a less-than authentic class.
So, take it slow. Think about what I learned, what I observed, and how I can apply it in my life and in my teaching. Then, and only then, take it into my classes.
I listened to phone messages last night. Of note, was one from my grandson, Jack (almost 3-years-old). I sent him a card during the training, on which the photo was of a painting in the museum titled "Chief" -- a huge painting of a buffalo, emerging from the mist and gazing right out at the observer. Jack told me several things, including:
- Thank you for the buffalo card
- I don't cry anymore when I brush my teeth
- Something about stickers (this may be a reward system for brushing teeth and other tasks)
- Something else I didn't quite catch
- And, finally, a comment (and - I'm sure) a reminder about the flashlight - which I will send off today. What will I write about once the blue flashlight saga is over?
Hope you have a great Tuesday,
HOME LATE, BUT HOME SAFE
The final day of my training in Jackson was another great, albeit long one. The overriding message (for me) of the week, to allow my essential self to uncover itself. I am a good (great) teacher and person; yet I am wearing a lot of layers, covering those qualities up at times. If I soften, that goodness will reveal itself.
At moments, during this past week, I observed that happening. It takes practice, but it is possible. That was a BIG lesson for me.
I was also reminded to teach from my heart and to remember (and honor) my teachers. Part two of that reminder is easy for me; the first - teaching from my heart - is harder. I love technical, it's safe; the heart is risky. I know now, however, it's do-able.
Three powerful messages, don't you think?
Now back to routine. Got home late, slept a bit, up and into Monday's routine. I am keeping this short. First, after all the study and being a bit tired, it's hard to put thoughts to paper in an understandable way. This was a week I won't soon forget.
Enjoy your week,
At moments, during this past week, I observed that happening. It takes practice, but it is possible. That was a BIG lesson for me.
I was also reminded to teach from my heart and to remember (and honor) my teachers. Part two of that reminder is easy for me; the first - teaching from my heart - is harder. I love technical, it's safe; the heart is risky. I know now, however, it's do-able.
Three powerful messages, don't you think?
Now back to routine. Got home late, slept a bit, up and into Monday's routine. I am keeping this short. First, after all the study and being a bit tired, it's hard to put thoughts to paper in an understandable way. This was a week I won't soon forget.
Enjoy your week,
AUSPICIOUS MOMENTS
Each day of this training has brought with it auspicious moments -- whether in or out of the classroom. Some examples:
It will be a shorter day today. 9-4 or 4:30. But, by the time we finish, load the blankets and blocks I brought, and hit the road, it will probably be 5:30 or 6. Driving home tonight - 5 hours or so.
Have a great Sunday,
- One morning, as I stepped out onto the porch, I looked up the drive towards the road. We have a log arch over our driveway entrance. Sitting on it that morning were the owls. If you follow my blog, you'll remember the two owls from a month or so back. They have appeared this Fall, sitting in trees on our property - hopefully, getting fat from the moles burrowing through our lawn. I went back inside to tell the others to come look. Just as we stepped back out onto the deck, the owls swooped past us, right over the top of my car. Everyone tells me owls are auspicious; Bonnie (from Montana) tells me that the tribal members from the Flathead Reservation relate owls to change.
- Discovering new ways to look at pieces of art in the museum is, in itself, auspicious -- I will never walk through a museum or gallery again without paying attention.
- Listening and hearing my fellow students in this training. Many blogs back I wrote about the skill of listening -- I am re-learning and practicing those skills here. Attitude - making up my mind to listen attentively; Aligning - making eye contact, not diverting to other - maybe more interesting - things; and Action - being open to what is being said; as in, not allowing my own opinions to enter the conversation until the speaker has finished and I've taken a breath.
- Standing in line to refill coffee, and turning to the gentleman behind me. Made some light conversation, introduced myself. Discussed the art. Met his wife. Who were they? Very generous patrons of the museum, who had just sponsored (definition: given) a major work of art to the museum, which was hung during our training.
- John Friend calling yesterday morning at 10:45 am (a Saturday, mind you, after weeks of travel and before more weeks of travel), to offer his blessings and some comments for us to remember during this training and as we teach.
- Finding the blue flashlight (a more practical auspicious moment - but, nevertheless, important in the life on one cute 3-year-old).
It will be a shorter day today. 9-4 or 4:30. But, by the time we finish, load the blankets and blocks I brought, and hit the road, it will probably be 5:30 or 6. Driving home tonight - 5 hours or so.
Have a great Sunday,
BEFORE EVERYONE WAKES
The house is quiet. My three guests have yet to appear, and there's no sound or evidence that they are awakening yet. Perfect time to let my mind wander and a perfect time to write in this blog.
Yesterday was llooonnngggg (long). 9-7 again, 1 hour for lunch. The morning went longer than the first two - 5 hours, instead of 3 - which made the afternoon seem short (a good thing). Interestingly, I have been sleeping less than normal (I'm usually a 9:30-4:30 type; this week's been 11-5), but each day I've felt awake; no sleepy moments. The space? The topic? The group? The teacher? A combination of all? The latter, I think.
We began diving into sequencing yesterday. After several of these types of trainings, this clarifies a lot to me and will add to my confidence. I look at those that are new to trainings (or teaching), and think back on how overwhelming all of this can be. Yet it does all begin to make sense, to fall into place -- eventually.
As a group, we ventured into the gallery at the end of the day. Very quiet, so we can talk and laugh a bit without disturbing patrons of the museum. Sundari guided us through the museum, stopping at several pieces and asking volunteers to describe the piece applying the Principles of Alignment. In each piece, as people began to speak, the Principles came alive. It was interesting, also, to hear what some saw that others may not have seen.
I will never walk through a gallery again mindlessly. And, reflecting on the intention and power in the works represented will be a source of inspiration (and themes).
As an Anusara-Inspired® yoga instructor, there was a time when I would, in talking to an established Anusara® teacher, hear "there's a theme in there somewhere". Now I hear myself saying it -- even during casual conversation with my friends and fellow students.
So, the training proceeds. Today will include dinner as a group, and a bit more discussion. The different location, the lack of yoga clothes, not sitting on the floor -- all elements that will add to this training and build our Kula of first-ever Wyoming Teacher Training participants.
If you were wondering about the "blue flashlight", it is found. It was safely hiding under the bed just waiting to be found. I called Jack with the news, asking his Mother (very formally) if I could speak with Jack Berg. She put him on, I shared the finding with him. His response: A squeal of delight, as he told his mother "the blue flashlight, the blue flashlight". I asked him if sending it was o.k. Yes, it is. He will be patient, I think.
People are moving. Time to be a hostess and get my nose out of this computer.
Enjoy your weekend,
Yesterday was llooonnngggg (long). 9-7 again, 1 hour for lunch. The morning went longer than the first two - 5 hours, instead of 3 - which made the afternoon seem short (a good thing). Interestingly, I have been sleeping less than normal (I'm usually a 9:30-4:30 type; this week's been 11-5), but each day I've felt awake; no sleepy moments. The space? The topic? The group? The teacher? A combination of all? The latter, I think.
We began diving into sequencing yesterday. After several of these types of trainings, this clarifies a lot to me and will add to my confidence. I look at those that are new to trainings (or teaching), and think back on how overwhelming all of this can be. Yet it does all begin to make sense, to fall into place -- eventually.
As a group, we ventured into the gallery at the end of the day. Very quiet, so we can talk and laugh a bit without disturbing patrons of the museum. Sundari guided us through the museum, stopping at several pieces and asking volunteers to describe the piece applying the Principles of Alignment. In each piece, as people began to speak, the Principles came alive. It was interesting, also, to hear what some saw that others may not have seen.
I will never walk through a gallery again mindlessly. And, reflecting on the intention and power in the works represented will be a source of inspiration (and themes).
As an Anusara-Inspired® yoga instructor, there was a time when I would, in talking to an established Anusara® teacher, hear "there's a theme in there somewhere". Now I hear myself saying it -- even during casual conversation with my friends and fellow students.
So, the training proceeds. Today will include dinner as a group, and a bit more discussion. The different location, the lack of yoga clothes, not sitting on the floor -- all elements that will add to this training and build our Kula of first-ever Wyoming Teacher Training participants.
If you were wondering about the "blue flashlight", it is found. It was safely hiding under the bed just waiting to be found. I called Jack with the news, asking his Mother (very formally) if I could speak with Jack Berg. She put him on, I shared the finding with him. His response: A squeal of delight, as he told his mother "the blue flashlight, the blue flashlight". I asked him if sending it was o.k. Yes, it is. He will be patient, I think.
People are moving. Time to be a hostess and get my nose out of this computer.
Enjoy your weekend,
FRIDAY MORNING
All through the house was quiet until about 15 minutes ago. Not a bad thing, but takes away from the creative powers of blog writing.
Yesterday was another good day at the Wildlife Museum (I was mistaken in the name yesterday) of Jackson, Wyoming. 16 of us are enjoying this training with Sundari; hometowns include Jackson, Denver, Riverton, Idaho Falls, Driggs, SLC, St. George, etc. So, a diverse group with varied levels of experience teaching yoga.
I have done several teacher trainings so far. This one is unique because of the venue (the museum) and some of the components. We are doing all the required stuff, but add to that walks through the museum and applying the principles to a particular piece of art or sculpture. And, there's the mirror we each are creating of ourselves.
Lay out 16 pieces of paper, everyone lies down on one and a partner outlines them on the paper. Then, it is our job to reflect on our lives - both teaching and personal, and decorate that mirror. We aren't doing it all at once. We are doing it one day at a time, as new things about ourselves become revealed in the mirror.
My talent is not art. These two components, however, are great teaching tools. One, I am really LOOKING at the art in the museum. And, when I find a piece that speaks to me, I can journal about it, apply yoga principles to the characteristics, etc. -- an interesting way to look at these wonderful pieces.
Two, each day as we go to our 'mirror', I am reminded of what I thought the day before. Then, I can add to it as things - emotions, knowledge, wisdom - are revealed. My lack of artistic talent in drawing is a bit of a hindrance, but my mirror is become more embellished despite that.
So, onward. More teaching, more reading, more study. Long days -- 9-7, with an hour for lunch. Then there's the drive back & forth to Jackson. Oh, and dinner; because, I am NOT cooking.
Enjoy your Friday,
Yesterday was another good day at the Wildlife Museum (I was mistaken in the name yesterday) of Jackson, Wyoming. 16 of us are enjoying this training with Sundari; hometowns include Jackson, Denver, Riverton, Idaho Falls, Driggs, SLC, St. George, etc. So, a diverse group with varied levels of experience teaching yoga.
I have done several teacher trainings so far. This one is unique because of the venue (the museum) and some of the components. We are doing all the required stuff, but add to that walks through the museum and applying the principles to a particular piece of art or sculpture. And, there's the mirror we each are creating of ourselves.
Lay out 16 pieces of paper, everyone lies down on one and a partner outlines them on the paper. Then, it is our job to reflect on our lives - both teaching and personal, and decorate that mirror. We aren't doing it all at once. We are doing it one day at a time, as new things about ourselves become revealed in the mirror.
My talent is not art. These two components, however, are great teaching tools. One, I am really LOOKING at the art in the museum. And, when I find a piece that speaks to me, I can journal about it, apply yoga principles to the characteristics, etc. -- an interesting way to look at these wonderful pieces.
Two, each day as we go to our 'mirror', I am reminded of what I thought the day before. Then, I can add to it as things - emotions, knowledge, wisdom - are revealed. My lack of artistic talent in drawing is a bit of a hindrance, but my mirror is become more embellished despite that.
So, onward. More teaching, more reading, more study. Long days -- 9-7, with an hour for lunch. Then there's the drive back & forth to Jackson. Oh, and dinner; because, I am NOT cooking.
Enjoy your Friday,
STUDY, LISTEN, TALK, TEACH . . .
Speaking (writing?) to you from Driggs, sitting in my great room with Bonnie from Polson and Clytie from Salt Lake City. Tracie from St. George is still enjoying her slumber, but I'm sure we are going to wake her.
So, the training with Sundari is off to a good start. The setting - the Natural History Museum in Jackson Hole - is an amazing place for a training. And, to be in the first-ever Anusara teaching training in Wyoming is an auspicious element.
Yesterday, as we gathered in the afternoon, Sundari received a text from John Friend. He offered greetings and will be offering a blessing for us sometime this week. How special is that? We are all excited to be here and the fact the John is aware of what we're doing makes it a bit more special.
Got to keep this short this morning. Might write more this evening.
Enjoy you day,
So, the training with Sundari is off to a good start. The setting - the Natural History Museum in Jackson Hole - is an amazing place for a training. And, to be in the first-ever Anusara teaching training in Wyoming is an auspicious element.
Yesterday, as we gathered in the afternoon, Sundari received a text from John Friend. He offered greetings and will be offering a blessing for us sometime this week. How special is that? We are all excited to be here and the fact the John is aware of what we're doing makes it a bit more special.
Got to keep this short this morning. Might write more this evening.
Enjoy you day,
CONNECTING TO IDAHO & WYOMING
First the world, now Idaho and Wyoming. Will it never end? A true world traveler never stops.
Going to Jackson today to begin a 5-day training with Sundari. Lots of study this month; but, it feels good and right, and seems like a lot more is making sense in my teaching and my understanding of what I'm trying to convey to students. I also believe it's translating from the study to my classes! So, onward.
I am doubly excited because it means I will spend 5 days in Driggs with 3 other training attendees -- ladies from Polson, MT; St. George, UT; and Salt Lake. Rarely do I have opportunities to just 'hang with the chicks'. The walls of our house will be forever and indelibly etched with the sounds of lively yoga discussion. Fun! Fishing talk, beware!
Getting away from the studio for a while will be a good thing, also (just check back a few posts and you'll understand).
Even my Grandson, Jack, is excited for me to go to Driggs -- he is remembering a blue flashlight that I gave him while he visited us there. That flashlight came out of my car (one of those foot-long, metal ones that I bought once, thi nking it would be a good self-defense tool as I drove cross country many years ago). It's heavy, almost as big as he is, but apparently he loves it and it may have been a source of security for him, as it was for me on that drive. It was forgotten in the hurry to leave the house, probably landed under the bed. He wants it. The lament: "I need it. I need my blue flashlight. I need it. Now, Grandma Leslie, now."
There's a theme here, I'm sure. Themes are foremost on my mind these days; like, create a theme, then how do we take the theme into the class and make it relatable; then, how do we link it to philosophy. Let's see -- blue flashlight & intrinsic goodness, hmmm. How about:
Attitude / Alignment / Action -- Action is fueled by Attitude, and supported by Alignment. But, it all begins with the attitude.
Wow - it's early and the coffee seems to have gone to my head.
Got to walk dogs, then get ready, then throw a few last minute things in the car and hit the road. I'll miss my husband (who is staying home; who can blame him - a house full of women vs. quiet solitude with only dogs, cats, and an occasional encounter with the birds (birds are not his thing, but he will water and feed them, when needed). This is new for him -- usually it's him leaving for 3-5 days; shoe's on the other foot today.
I'll stay in touch,
Going to Jackson today to begin a 5-day training with Sundari. Lots of study this month; but, it feels good and right, and seems like a lot more is making sense in my teaching and my understanding of what I'm trying to convey to students. I also believe it's translating from the study to my classes! So, onward.
I am doubly excited because it means I will spend 5 days in Driggs with 3 other training attendees -- ladies from Polson, MT; St. George, UT; and Salt Lake. Rarely do I have opportunities to just 'hang with the chicks'. The walls of our house will be forever and indelibly etched with the sounds of lively yoga discussion. Fun! Fishing talk, beware!
Getting away from the studio for a while will be a good thing, also (just check back a few posts and you'll understand).
Even my Grandson, Jack, is excited for me to go to Driggs -- he is remembering a blue flashlight that I gave him while he visited us there. That flashlight came out of my car (one of those foot-long, metal ones that I bought once, thi nking it would be a good self-defense tool as I drove cross country many years ago). It's heavy, almost as big as he is, but apparently he loves it and it may have been a source of security for him, as it was for me on that drive. It was forgotten in the hurry to leave the house, probably landed under the bed. He wants it. The lament: "I need it. I need my blue flashlight. I need it. Now, Grandma Leslie, now."
There's a theme here, I'm sure. Themes are foremost on my mind these days; like, create a theme, then how do we take the theme into the class and make it relatable; then, how do we link it to philosophy. Let's see -- blue flashlight & intrinsic goodness, hmmm. How about:
- blue flashlight = security
- security = freedom from fear, anxiety, danger, doubt
- security brings with it a lightheartedness, an ability to see around the pitfalls to the stable ground in front of us (with a flashlight, of course). When we know there is stable ground ahead, that knowledge will give us strength to move forward, trusting in the play of our own supreme nature.
Attitude / Alignment / Action -- Action is fueled by Attitude, and supported by Alignment. But, it all begins with the attitude.
Wow - it's early and the coffee seems to have gone to my head.
Got to walk dogs, then get ready, then throw a few last minute things in the car and hit the road. I'll miss my husband (who is staying home; who can blame him - a house full of women vs. quiet solitude with only dogs, cats, and an occasional encounter with the birds (birds are not his thing, but he will water and feed them, when needed). This is new for him -- usually it's him leaving for 3-5 days; shoe's on the other foot today.
I'll stay in touch,
CONNECTING TO THE WORLD
The title might better read, 'connecting to the world of my friends', since I've linked this blog to Facebook. Maybe some of my friends do read my blog; if not, there's no excuse anymore - it will be staring them in the face (?) each time I write in it.
The Anniversary Celebration turned into a wonderful, intimate evening, as I hoped -- friends, families, fellow yoga practitioners. All gathered and visited, ate, and enjoyed Michael Lucarelli's fine classical guitar renditions. When Michael was finished (as in, his fingers had to be very tired), he invited Isabelle's friend to take over the guitar (I apologize, I remember his first name - Terrance; last name is out of my memory's reach right now.). Fun to hear two very different, yet beautiful styles of bringing the guitar to life for us.
So, all cleaned up and back to being a yoga studio, I'll just go in today to do some more cleaning, paperwork, etc., in preparation for being gone from Tuesday thru Sunday. Driggs, Jackson, Sundari, here I come -- doing Sundari's teacher training; so, it's not really a vacation.
First, tho, I am going to resolve / promise / commit to work on my closet. Yesterday, as I got ready for the Open House, I decided that jeans or yoga clothes wouldn't be appropriate - so, to the closet. What a rude awakening. The selection presented included Summer mixed with Winter, some that fit / some that didn't, when I say 'fit', I mean physically and lifestyle. Rarely, if ever, do I need a piece of clothing that looks like part of a business suit - those pieces belong to another, previous life. Of particular note is the fact that there is way too much in my closet for any one person to own, way too much.
So, now the decision - consignment, donate, discard. First, tho, I have to weed it out (the closet). Make space. Stop hoarding (thank you, Isabelle, for that insight). I do have my work cut out for me.
Perhaps by stating it, by making a public commitment, it will happen.
Hope you have a great Monday,
The Anniversary Celebration turned into a wonderful, intimate evening, as I hoped -- friends, families, fellow yoga practitioners. All gathered and visited, ate, and enjoyed Michael Lucarelli's fine classical guitar renditions. When Michael was finished (as in, his fingers had to be very tired), he invited Isabelle's friend to take over the guitar (I apologize, I remember his first name - Terrance; last name is out of my memory's reach right now.). Fun to hear two very different, yet beautiful styles of bringing the guitar to life for us.
So, all cleaned up and back to being a yoga studio, I'll just go in today to do some more cleaning, paperwork, etc., in preparation for being gone from Tuesday thru Sunday. Driggs, Jackson, Sundari, here I come -- doing Sundari's teacher training; so, it's not really a vacation.
First, tho, I am going to resolve / promise / commit to work on my closet. Yesterday, as I got ready for the Open House, I decided that jeans or yoga clothes wouldn't be appropriate - so, to the closet. What a rude awakening. The selection presented included Summer mixed with Winter, some that fit / some that didn't, when I say 'fit', I mean physically and lifestyle. Rarely, if ever, do I need a piece of clothing that looks like part of a business suit - those pieces belong to another, previous life. Of particular note is the fact that there is way too much in my closet for any one person to own, way too much.
So, now the decision - consignment, donate, discard. First, tho, I have to weed it out (the closet). Make space. Stop hoarding (thank you, Isabelle, for that insight). I do have my work cut out for me.
Perhaps by stating it, by making a public commitment, it will happen.
Hope you have a great Monday,
PARTY DAY
Today we celebrate an anniversary of ownership of The Yoga Center by Leslie for 6 (7?) years. Open House from 6:30-8:30 p.m. Light snacks, friends to meet and visit with, all accompanied by Classical Guitarist, Michael Lucarelli (who also teaches yoga at The Yoga Center). Join us, if you can.
Yesterday, I taught a class using the word, commitment, as the theme. Using words is a fun way for me to teach -- and there are so many of them. Now the challenge -- find the feeling and then apply it through words to the practice. I did it, kind of - this part of teaching Anusara Yoga (adding in language to bring about desired results and feelings) requires lots of practice. I'm still struggling with tying a word like commitment to the Anusara Philosophy of intrinsic goodness and, then, stating it to students -- but, I found a section of the Master Immersion book that may clarify this a bit for me.
So, as prepared as I was yesterday, I had 3 students come in late. Not all at the same time; one, 3 minutes late; one, 4 minutes; one 5+ minutes. I don't get upset by that, but it did affect my theme talk a bit -- as in, I forgot parts (important parts). Need to not let those late arrivals throw me off track like that.
The best part of yesterday's class: being called "yoga mom" by a young man who started his practice with me. I'm his "yoga mom" -- as he explained it, his first exposure to yoga could have gone either way - good or bad. He's giving me credit for a good start. And, he is thriving in the practice -- even as he travels around the country, he is searching out yoga. The best part -- he has learned to be a bit discriminate, exploring different styles, yet coming back to me and Anusara (like a good 'son' should).
Got to get going. Have a great Sunday,
Yesterday, I taught a class using the word, commitment, as the theme. Using words is a fun way for me to teach -- and there are so many of them. Now the challenge -- find the feeling and then apply it through words to the practice. I did it, kind of - this part of teaching Anusara Yoga (adding in language to bring about desired results and feelings) requires lots of practice. I'm still struggling with tying a word like commitment to the Anusara Philosophy of intrinsic goodness and, then, stating it to students -- but, I found a section of the Master Immersion book that may clarify this a bit for me.
So, as prepared as I was yesterday, I had 3 students come in late. Not all at the same time; one, 3 minutes late; one, 4 minutes; one 5+ minutes. I don't get upset by that, but it did affect my theme talk a bit -- as in, I forgot parts (important parts). Need to not let those late arrivals throw me off track like that.
The best part of yesterday's class: being called "yoga mom" by a young man who started his practice with me. I'm his "yoga mom" -- as he explained it, his first exposure to yoga could have gone either way - good or bad. He's giving me credit for a good start. And, he is thriving in the practice -- even as he travels around the country, he is searching out yoga. The best part -- he has learned to be a bit discriminate, exploring different styles, yet coming back to me and Anusara (like a good 'son' should).
Got to get going. Have a great Sunday,
BACK IN THE MIDDLE
Yesterday morning was definitely a low point for me -- writing about the issues that have affected my studio was a release valve, allowing me let go of some of the emotions surrounding the "why me?" of all this. Of course, that meant I dumped it all on you - my loyal readers.
This morning things feel lighter. There are still the same issues to deal with, but having told 'you' has lightened the emotional load.
I also was able yesterday, after writing, to do some study (as in yoga study). For some reason, that element of my life brings me back from the edge. Why? (There has to be a theme in here!)
Perhaps a theme using the word 'resolute' (having or showing a fixed, firm purpose; determined; resolved; unwavering). I just went to yourdictionary.com, looked up resolute and followed a trail of words. Came to the word 'consistent', for which the first definition was 'holding together; firm'.
When I examine my yoga life, I see that it has a significant dose of 'resolute' in it -- I have a goal, I do not plan to let go of that goal. If I look at the elements of life that are threatening to sidetrack me from that goal (in particular, studio issues), I see the word 'consistent' emerge -- as in, hold it together. Stressful? Yes. Purposeful? Yes. Worth the effort? Double Yes.
My class last night - Yoga Specific (for which the theme was "discipline leads to freedom") engaged a small, but mighty group. All but one arrived with a physical issue that affected the direction the class would take -- shoulders, wrists, fibromyalgia. But all did everything I asked, giving it their best shot working with their obstacles in a disciplined manner (discipline here meaning self-control, orderly, coupled with the synonym, moderation). And, I loved what teaching that group asked of me -- to be flexible, to change up my sequence a bit to allow for the issues presented, to be compassionate, to be a cheerleader. So much different than standing at the front or side of the room, issuing instructions. That class was - to me - really teaching yoga.
Today - Gentle Yoga, then who knows what will happen - always an adventure at The Yoga Center of SLC.
TGIF,
This morning things feel lighter. There are still the same issues to deal with, but having told 'you' has lightened the emotional load.
I also was able yesterday, after writing, to do some study (as in yoga study). For some reason, that element of my life brings me back from the edge. Why? (There has to be a theme in here!)
Perhaps a theme using the word 'resolute' (having or showing a fixed, firm purpose; determined; resolved; unwavering). I just went to yourdictionary.com, looked up resolute and followed a trail of words. Came to the word 'consistent', for which the first definition was 'holding together; firm'.
When I examine my yoga life, I see that it has a significant dose of 'resolute' in it -- I have a goal, I do not plan to let go of that goal. If I look at the elements of life that are threatening to sidetrack me from that goal (in particular, studio issues), I see the word 'consistent' emerge -- as in, hold it together. Stressful? Yes. Purposeful? Yes. Worth the effort? Double Yes.
My class last night - Yoga Specific (for which the theme was "discipline leads to freedom") engaged a small, but mighty group. All but one arrived with a physical issue that affected the direction the class would take -- shoulders, wrists, fibromyalgia. But all did everything I asked, giving it their best shot working with their obstacles in a disciplined manner (discipline here meaning self-control, orderly, coupled with the synonym, moderation). And, I loved what teaching that group asked of me -- to be flexible, to change up my sequence a bit to allow for the issues presented, to be compassionate, to be a cheerleader. So much different than standing at the front or side of the room, issuing instructions. That class was - to me - really teaching yoga.
Today - Gentle Yoga, then who knows what will happen - always an adventure at The Yoga Center of SLC.
TGIF,
THE STRAW . . .
If you were to look back over the (my) past six months, you would not exactly say they were filled with joyous and delightful moments. As I begin to write, the thought in the back of my mind -- don't turn this into a 'poor me' diatribe. It'll be hard, but I'll try.
Speaking of themes, I've been working with them a lot lately -- as in studying the process for development of a theme for an Anusara® class. This study has clarified the difference between
So, it's Thursday -- I'll go to Wayne's class (he's been on vacation, so - welcome him home), then got to pick up the snowblower (which we've taken pro-active measures to make sure it's ready for winter), then Costco for some studio supplies, I teach at 4pm (YogaHour), and again at 5:45 (Yoga Specific). My topic for tonight's Yoga Specific class: discipline (remember Universal to Personal?).
Each Thursday evening is a different topic - tonight's "Discipline Leads to Freedom". I am hoping for a good turn out, but I worry that, based on comments I've heard, people are thinking of "discipline" as a negative - as in holding poses longer, working in a more 'bootcamp' manner. Not so. Discipline also means 'training that develops self-control, character, or orderliness and efficiency'.
So, my thought for this class, practicing with discipline will develop more attention to detail in our practice -- leading to more freedom in our practice.
The studio will host an Open House this Sunday evening, 6:30-8:30pm. Celebrating our anniversary. All reading this from our area are invited. We'd love to see you!
Enjoy your day,
- It began with the road construction around the studio. All the businesses in my little strip mall are suffering -- at least (according to the landlord), I'm paying the rent pretty much on time.
- Then the Department of Workforce reared their head, inquiring about the independent contractor status of yoga instructors, and targeting my studio as their 'test' case(?). Lots of time spent dealing with that and I thought it was somewhat resolved.
- Throw in a few instructor changes and that adds some spice to the mix.
- Then, the housekeeper - who I had to let go because it just didn't make economic sense. I'm cleaning the studio now.
- Almost forgot the furnace -- to be replaced & my rent will increase nominally (the landlord is cognizant of economic issues, thank goodness).
- Back to Workforce issues -- they would now like to investigate additional instructors who've taught for me in subsequent years. Initially, they asked just to bill me for those -- no way, if they want money, they are going to have to work for it. So, I can look for questionnaires to everyone, responses, appeal letter, appeal, etc.
Speaking of themes, I've been working with them a lot lately -- as in studying the process for development of a theme for an Anusara® class. This study has clarified the difference between
- Personal to Universal - develop a theme from my personal experience, something that I've done or experienced (could be as simple as something my dogs did during the day). Then, the next step is to make it relatable (can my students understand and see similar things/issues in their lives). There's a couple other key pieces and parts; but, basically it's taking something from my life as a theme.
- Universal to Personal - develop a theme from a yogic principle, a story, a quote, even from a word. Then make that relatable as I did #1.
So, it's Thursday -- I'll go to Wayne's class (he's been on vacation, so - welcome him home), then got to pick up the snowblower (which we've taken pro-active measures to make sure it's ready for winter), then Costco for some studio supplies, I teach at 4pm (YogaHour), and again at 5:45 (Yoga Specific). My topic for tonight's Yoga Specific class: discipline (remember Universal to Personal?).
Each Thursday evening is a different topic - tonight's "Discipline Leads to Freedom". I am hoping for a good turn out, but I worry that, based on comments I've heard, people are thinking of "discipline" as a negative - as in holding poses longer, working in a more 'bootcamp' manner. Not so. Discipline also means 'training that develops self-control, character, or orderliness and efficiency'.
So, my thought for this class, practicing with discipline will develop more attention to detail in our practice -- leading to more freedom in our practice.
The studio will host an Open House this Sunday evening, 6:30-8:30pm. Celebrating our anniversary. All reading this from our area are invited. We'd love to see you!
Enjoy your day,
NOW A NEW FURNACE . . .
Yesterday went much as planned -- cleaning studio, studio paperwork, a few errands, pilates with Cindy, and home to cook dinner (which I burned). I have never professed to be a good cook.
The day went sort of like the previous 6-8 weeks have gone -- almost every day has presented a challenge - some big, some small. Yesterday's, the news that the studio will need a new furnace. Not necessarily a bad thing since the old one runs like a truck. Instructors must raise their voices several decibel levels when it does kick on. Then it warms up, gets too warm, we turn it down and it takes about 15 minutes to shut itself off. So, not the ideal situation.
However, replacing it this weekend (as the landlord proposes), is not ideal either. Furnace replacement is not necessarily a silent activity. I remember - from home experience - that there's lots of clanging, lots of moving around, lots of equipment going out and coming in, doors opening, doors closing.
Yoga classes, even yoga classes that have gotten used to the constant noise and vibration of road construction outside, will NOT be optimal (see definition of optimal: most favorable or desirable).
Then, there's the fact that I've planned an Open House to celebrate the studio's anniversary this Sunday from 6:30 to 8:30 pm. Invited all students, posted fliers, invited friends and family, and encouraged instructors to do likewise. Michael, who created our video (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FXRVGQxQX-w), will be playing his guitar during this event. Would the furnace work be done? Or, would we be listening to wonderful guitar over the clang, bang, etc., of furnace installation?
Now, we get to the cost -- my landlord has graciously told me that I must pay for the furnace ('it's in my lease'). Interestingly, I've never signed a lease. I also don't think that replacing a furnace is my responsibility. They've suggested a modest increase in rent to cover paying for it. Reasonable. But, if I move or - heaven forbid - go out of business, do I still owe them for the balance of the furnace? You must think about that if you are going to be paying $20 or $25 each month to pay off a debt of thousands. (I just did the math -- on a debt of $2,000, it would take 6+ years to pay off; will I still own or want to be owning a studio that long?)
I've been hearing a friend talk about 'spanda' - the vibratory pulsation of everyone and everything, according to Anusara Philosophy - the good and the bad pieces and parts of our lives. Spanda originates from the divine, the source, which most of us believe is fundamentally good. When we know that the good and the not-so-good pulsations of life happen from a good source, I have faith that the not-so-good will swing the other way -- it just has to (those last 4 words are my adaptation). Pretty heady stuff.
My old philosophy -- this too shall pass. Still works (and lines up with spanda).
Enjoy your Tuesday,
The day went sort of like the previous 6-8 weeks have gone -- almost every day has presented a challenge - some big, some small. Yesterday's, the news that the studio will need a new furnace. Not necessarily a bad thing since the old one runs like a truck. Instructors must raise their voices several decibel levels when it does kick on. Then it warms up, gets too warm, we turn it down and it takes about 15 minutes to shut itself off. So, not the ideal situation.
However, replacing it this weekend (as the landlord proposes), is not ideal either. Furnace replacement is not necessarily a silent activity. I remember - from home experience - that there's lots of clanging, lots of moving around, lots of equipment going out and coming in, doors opening, doors closing.
Yoga classes, even yoga classes that have gotten used to the constant noise and vibration of road construction outside, will NOT be optimal (see definition of optimal: most favorable or desirable).
Then, there's the fact that I've planned an Open House to celebrate the studio's anniversary this Sunday from 6:30 to 8:30 pm. Invited all students, posted fliers, invited friends and family, and encouraged instructors to do likewise. Michael, who created our video (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FXRVGQxQX-w), will be playing his guitar during this event. Would the furnace work be done? Or, would we be listening to wonderful guitar over the clang, bang, etc., of furnace installation?
Now, we get to the cost -- my landlord has graciously told me that I must pay for the furnace ('it's in my lease'). Interestingly, I've never signed a lease. I also don't think that replacing a furnace is my responsibility. They've suggested a modest increase in rent to cover paying for it. Reasonable. But, if I move or - heaven forbid - go out of business, do I still owe them for the balance of the furnace? You must think about that if you are going to be paying $20 or $25 each month to pay off a debt of thousands. (I just did the math -- on a debt of $2,000, it would take 6+ years to pay off; will I still own or want to be owning a studio that long?)
I've been hearing a friend talk about 'spanda' - the vibratory pulsation of everyone and everything, according to Anusara Philosophy - the good and the bad pieces and parts of our lives. Spanda originates from the divine, the source, which most of us believe is fundamentally good. When we know that the good and the not-so-good pulsations of life happen from a good source, I have faith that the not-so-good will swing the other way -- it just has to (those last 4 words are my adaptation). Pretty heady stuff.
My old philosophy -- this too shall pass. Still works (and lines up with spanda).
Enjoy your Tuesday,
PUSHING MYSELF ...
By now, if you are a faithful reader, you know me well enough (at least from what I tell you), to know that I make progress by pushing myself out of my comfort zone.
Saturday afternoon I went to the practice at Kula Studio (also their 3rd anniversary celebration). It was fun and it was pushing myself out of my comfort zone. I haven't done that in a month (since John's workshop in Park City), and I think this practice might have been a bit more challenging - as in, smaller group, more detail, and greater focus.
I rarely do (or even attempt to do) some of the poses done on Saturday. I also saw at least one that I'd never seen before. So, the question -- where do I even start? I start by staying focused, doing what I can, and creating a vision of the pose for myself.
Interestingly, as I reflect on my practice, I know I've made 'gentle' progress. As in, 'gradual'. Moving forward by imperceptible steps. Some poses, never before available to me, were at least moving into the 'grasp' range. Why? I tell students this will happen -- their bodies will change, and become stronger and more accepting of these more challenging movements. I tell the truth!
So, this week is pretty regular -- as in teach, do studio stuff, and get ready to be in Driggs for the next week. I'm going up with a yoga friend, meeting a few others up there, and we all are participating in Sundari's week-long teacher training in Jackson. My husband will stay home with the dogs -- I used to worry about meals, etc. for him when I left for these trainings. But, over the years, I've discovered that he's very capable of taking care of himself. (I think there's an analogy in there -- I sometimes don't give my students enough credit for their knowledge and skill. That makes my classes less-than-challenging for them. Got to remember that.)
First task - clean the studio. Ahhh, the pleasures and glamour of owning a yoga studio.
Enjoy your week,
Saturday afternoon I went to the practice at Kula Studio (also their 3rd anniversary celebration). It was fun and it was pushing myself out of my comfort zone. I haven't done that in a month (since John's workshop in Park City), and I think this practice might have been a bit more challenging - as in, smaller group, more detail, and greater focus.
I rarely do (or even attempt to do) some of the poses done on Saturday. I also saw at least one that I'd never seen before. So, the question -- where do I even start? I start by staying focused, doing what I can, and creating a vision of the pose for myself.
Interestingly, as I reflect on my practice, I know I've made 'gentle' progress. As in, 'gradual'. Moving forward by imperceptible steps. Some poses, never before available to me, were at least moving into the 'grasp' range. Why? I tell students this will happen -- their bodies will change, and become stronger and more accepting of these more challenging movements. I tell the truth!
So, this week is pretty regular -- as in teach, do studio stuff, and get ready to be in Driggs for the next week. I'm going up with a yoga friend, meeting a few others up there, and we all are participating in Sundari's week-long teacher training in Jackson. My husband will stay home with the dogs -- I used to worry about meals, etc. for him when I left for these trainings. But, over the years, I've discovered that he's very capable of taking care of himself. (I think there's an analogy in there -- I sometimes don't give my students enough credit for their knowledge and skill. That makes my classes less-than-challenging for them. Got to remember that.)
First task - clean the studio. Ahhh, the pleasures and glamour of owning a yoga studio.
Enjoy your week,
STEPPIN' IT UP
Just checked all settings for this blog -- while I didn't find what I wanted, I did find that there is a new 'editor' function. So - this will be the first blog using that feature.
Thought I'd have to skip blogging today due to an early private. Wrong -- checked messages and found that the couple who had scheduled are not going to make it. So, more time -- time to blog, time to get ready, time to get a bit more housework done.
That leaves the 9 am, Level 1, class this morning to plan for. Yes, plan for. I have been doing a lot of work on that part of my teaching this week. Hopefully, the planning will be easier because of that, as in not requiring quite as much time as normal.
My week was consumed by stuff that I can't even remember right now. Of note, my Friday a.m. Gentle Yoga class changed start times, at the request of the Wednesday students. So, we start a bit later now -- 10 am, instead of 9:30 am. Result? A couple more people, which always adds to the energy, even in a Gentle class.
I checked the definition of the word 'gentle' yesterday (http://www.yourdictionary.com/). Everything written seemed pretty 'milk-toast', until I reached the last point of the definition - "gradually increasing, as in 'gentle slope'". Then I looked up 'gradual' - "taking place by almost imperceptible steps or degrees; developing little by little, not sharply or suddenly".
Just the definition of those two words gave me material for this group, known to utter "gentle my _ _ _ (backside)" during some poses. Gentle doesn't mean lying around. For my group it means just as the definitions told me - gradually moving in almost imperceptible steps, little by little, step by step. For these students -- all dealing with an injury, or recovering from surgery, or just getting back into movement -- this is just what they need. They must progress, but to take them too quickly into places that create anxiety and fear, is counterproductive.
So, yesterday, we worked on the legs. As we worked on the legs, we started to feel movement in the back -- just from the legs. So, almost imperceptibly, they got a bit of back work, without the fear/anxiety that sometimes accompanies movement in the back for many of these students; those with other issues, also got some good leg and back work.
Later today, I'll go to the practice at Kula Studio -- see if I remember anything from my 'marathon weekend' of a few weeks ago.
Now I need to go get ready.
Have a great day & weekend,
Thought I'd have to skip blogging today due to an early private. Wrong -- checked messages and found that the couple who had scheduled are not going to make it. So, more time -- time to blog, time to get ready, time to get a bit more housework done.
That leaves the 9 am, Level 1, class this morning to plan for. Yes, plan for. I have been doing a lot of work on that part of my teaching this week. Hopefully, the planning will be easier because of that, as in not requiring quite as much time as normal.
My week was consumed by stuff that I can't even remember right now. Of note, my Friday a.m. Gentle Yoga class changed start times, at the request of the Wednesday students. So, we start a bit later now -- 10 am, instead of 9:30 am. Result? A couple more people, which always adds to the energy, even in a Gentle class.
I checked the definition of the word 'gentle' yesterday (http://www.yourdictionary.com/). Everything written seemed pretty 'milk-toast', until I reached the last point of the definition - "gradually increasing, as in 'gentle slope'". Then I looked up 'gradual' - "taking place by almost imperceptible steps or degrees; developing little by little, not sharply or suddenly".
Just the definition of those two words gave me material for this group, known to utter "gentle my _ _ _ (backside)" during some poses. Gentle doesn't mean lying around. For my group it means just as the definitions told me - gradually moving in almost imperceptible steps, little by little, step by step. For these students -- all dealing with an injury, or recovering from surgery, or just getting back into movement -- this is just what they need. They must progress, but to take them too quickly into places that create anxiety and fear, is counterproductive.
So, yesterday, we worked on the legs. As we worked on the legs, we started to feel movement in the back -- just from the legs. So, almost imperceptibly, they got a bit of back work, without the fear/anxiety that sometimes accompanies movement in the back for many of these students; those with other issues, also got some good leg and back work.
Later today, I'll go to the practice at Kula Studio -- see if I remember anything from my 'marathon weekend' of a few weeks ago.
Now I need to go get ready.
Have a great day & weekend,
Ahhh, FACEBOOK
I've been so busy on Facebook the last couple days, that I neglected the blog -- horrors!
If you follow this blog, and are on Facebook, check out "Anusara Yoga in Utah". New group to communicate to and promote the local Anusara community.
I even invited John Friend to join. He hasn't accepted yet, BUT he did respond -- acknowledging it as a good idea and asking how it's going. Wow! When you see his name pop up on your e-mail, it's pretty exciting!
My mornings are pretty much devoted to this computer. Up early, make coffee, log on, and even have a specific order of how I log in to various sites, including my e-mail. Not that I'm compulsive, or anything. I guess I just like routine.
I've been busy teaching and promoting the studio the last couple of days. Tuesday - lunch marketing gig at a local company (had to spend the early part of the morning pulling materials together for that), then pilates (again!), then to the studio to teach YogaHour, then home. Took a walk up Neff's Canyon with Howard and our dogs -- nice, crisp, Fall evening.
Wednesday - after computer, a bit of housework; to studio to teach Gentle Yoga; home for a quick lunch; then to the Jail to teach. I decided to take this group to parvritta trichonasana, as I've been doing with others lately. Wouldn't you know that Jane had introduced the pose the week before! There goes that energetics stuff again. It was fun, tho, and they REALLY know that pose, now. They're also hooked on bakasana (sp?) - crow - so, we spent a bit of time refining that.
Today, I am taking a yoga class, then a routine appointment with a dermatologist, and - hopefully - I'll get to the studio in time for 4 pm YogaHour. I say hopefully, because doctors' appointments are never a time-dependable endeavor.
I will teach "Yoga Specific" tonight at 5:45 -- focus on Anusara® Yoga tonight.
Enjoy your Thursday,
If you follow this blog, and are on Facebook, check out "Anusara Yoga in Utah". New group to communicate to and promote the local Anusara community.
I even invited John Friend to join. He hasn't accepted yet, BUT he did respond -- acknowledging it as a good idea and asking how it's going. Wow! When you see his name pop up on your e-mail, it's pretty exciting!
My mornings are pretty much devoted to this computer. Up early, make coffee, log on, and even have a specific order of how I log in to various sites, including my e-mail. Not that I'm compulsive, or anything. I guess I just like routine.
I've been busy teaching and promoting the studio the last couple of days. Tuesday - lunch marketing gig at a local company (had to spend the early part of the morning pulling materials together for that), then pilates (again!), then to the studio to teach YogaHour, then home. Took a walk up Neff's Canyon with Howard and our dogs -- nice, crisp, Fall evening.
Wednesday - after computer, a bit of housework; to studio to teach Gentle Yoga; home for a quick lunch; then to the Jail to teach. I decided to take this group to parvritta trichonasana, as I've been doing with others lately. Wouldn't you know that Jane had introduced the pose the week before! There goes that energetics stuff again. It was fun, tho, and they REALLY know that pose, now. They're also hooked on bakasana (sp?) - crow - so, we spent a bit of time refining that.
Today, I am taking a yoga class, then a routine appointment with a dermatologist, and - hopefully - I'll get to the studio in time for 4 pm YogaHour. I say hopefully, because doctors' appointments are never a time-dependable endeavor.
I will teach "Yoga Specific" tonight at 5:45 -- focus on Anusara® Yoga tonight.
Enjoy your Thursday,