Yoga Teacher Training? 2016 is Your Year!
December 29, 2015 Posted by Jen Eddins Blog
There is a lot of magic that happens at Y2. One of the craziest consequences of a yoga practice is the seed of desire it plants to know more and go further. Yoga has this crazy ability to work some sort of magic on the mat that transfers off the mat and seeps into the nooks and crannies of life. It takes a lot of work to keep it from happening, actually. Some people feel this intangible pull immediately, others only after a sustained period of time. Yoga is a very patient teacher.
The longer we all practice together as a community, the more we share – like sweat puddles. It’s funny how laying in, being sprinkled by and walking through the sweat of others becomes perfectly acceptable. Eventually sweaty hugging becomes no big deal. Yoga magic? Maybe.
And what about those little moments of time when a co-worker is in a rage and you find yourself with a peaceful smile on your face, actually feeling sorry they are letting their emotions get the better of them. Or a best friend has the juiciest piece of gossip and your response is one of compassion rather than deep interest in the unsavory details. When that happens off the mat, when yoga becomes a part of life more and more, I know for sure that is magical. And confusing. At least to those of us who have led our lives focusing on the logical, rational and tangible explanations. Concrete reasons, data, results, conclusions.
Honestly, committing to teacher training was one of the scariest, anxiety-inducing decisions about myself I had made in a very long time. I was consumed with reasons why I shouldn’t do it – “I have not practiced long enough; I don’t know enough; It will take too much of my time; Friends and family will think …. well, I don’t know, but they will think something; I will fail; I don’t want to actually teach yoga….”
My mind was churning with questions that nagged at me constantly. How does yoga work? Why does something that feel like exercise have such an impact on me emotionally? What the F is going on?
And then I just did it. I sent in the money and I sealed the deal. On the very last day that I could sign up. There was no going back now.
So for those of you on the fence (and those of you just dying of curiosity) here are a few of my secrets about yoga teacher training…
It absolutely will not matter if you are the oldest (or the youngest). You will be “the” in something…..and that won’t matter either. Practiced the shortest (or the longest), the married woman, the career woman, the only man, the skeptic, the devoted…. you will let that shit go weekend one.
You learn how to be a beginner and a student again. Many of us haven’t really done that since college and graduate school….and it is not easy. It is humbling and that is always a good thing.
You are going to read and write a lot. And you have to do it or you will get called out (in a nice yogic way). You will be held accountable. You won’t love everything you read and you may feel uncomfortable exploring things in writing. But you will be amazed by the insights and thoughts of the group of amazing people around you.
You will probably cry. Okay… you WILL cry. It might be a lot. Crying comes pretty easy to me and it always brings great anxiety knowing it might happen around people outside of my family who are immune to it by now. It doesn’t take much for me to come completely undone…. getting ok with your own emotions is a huge part of the yoga journey. Trust me – it is all good. But for every tear there will be 100 laughs.
You will feel a bond with the people you go through training with that you simply cannot imagine. They will quickly become your tribe. You will post to your group’s private Facebook page, share experiences during the week, hug fiercely when you see each other and wonder how you ever lived without these people.
I would go back and do teacher training all over again year after year after year if my life allowed such indulgence. It was truly the beginning of my lifelong love affair with yoga, my fellow yogis, myself….
If you are still on the fence, ask the questions you need answered. Find the belief in yourself. Stop the excuses. A year from now I suspect you will want to write this very post encouraging others.