These lovely lights hang in the front entrance of my yoga studio. Finally, after over a year and a half of admiring them, I had time to capture their beauty. This was because I had more than a few minutes to spare before class and, for once, I wasn’t busy chatting it up with one or more of the other students.
On the day I took this picture, the studio was being occupied by one of the teacher-in-training students and one of my favorite instructors. All the teachers at our studio are amazing so, in a way, they are all my favorite for one reason or another. This instructor, in particular, if my favorite teacher of playfulness and light-hearted action.
As I remember, the student was preparing to teach his observational class to his peers. It’s just one of the tasks required to gain the accreditation that will allow you to teach after successfully completing the initial 200 hours of training. Then there are the various tests covering anatomy, Sanskrit, and yoga philosophy. No biggie.
Of course I’M JOKING; it’s TOTALLY a big deal!
Time is whooshing past, and the pages of my calendar keep turning at an increasingly rapid pace (it seems). It is becoming apparent that my trip to India is becoming ever close. I have become acutely aware of how little I know of the practice of yoga, the history & philosophy behind all that we do, the Sanskrit, and essentially everything else.
It seems like it’s only been a short time since I went from “doing yoga” to “practicing” yoga. I’m not quite sure how long before I will be ready to teach it to others. I just know that I want to… some day.
Many of the yogis who are going on this trip with me are either already teaching or are well on the way. I feel a little out of my league and, at the same time, I feel like I am crazy lucky to be able to experience this with them.
I am nervous as heck…but super excited too.