take what works for you, and leave the rest.

You’d think after all that training and practice and actually getting Yoga Alliance Certified I’d be feeling pretty confident in my teaching, wouldn’t you? Rationally, yeah, but since when does my brain think about things rationally? Opposite, in fact. Before my “first class back” I was probably just about as nervous as I was before……

6 things i learned at yoga teaching training (that have nothing to do with yoga)

Wowza, information overload. After the past month of yoga teacher training, I think my brain is absolutely filled to capacity. A month ago, I would have thought “saucha” was some type of spicy sauce. (FYI, it means purity, or cleanliness, and is one of the Nyamas). Now I could bore you silly with info about……

oh, you lovely humans, you

You know how on reality tv shows like Survivor or America’s Next Top Model there’s always this one awful girl with an attitude like “Whatever, I didn’t come here to make friends.”? That’s kind of the way I’ve always been when I travel. Here for the adventures and sightseeing; the rest of you can do……

sah wah dee khaa from thailand!

I laughed when people were telling me “oh have a nice trip to Thailand! That’ll be so relaxing!” Im doing a 200-hour yoga teacher training. Did NOT expect this to be a relaxing vacation by any means. But strangely, I’m feeling more relaxed and at ease than I have in months. Just walking out of……

just a little 12,000km detour…

Twenty-six. Twenty-six means I’m no longer in my early twenties. I’m no longer included in that age group of “don’t worry about it, no one’s got it figured out yet”. Instead,  I’m entering the age group where most people actually do have it figured out, or seem to. Everyone around me is getting married, buying……

yoga, my religion (?)

Little known fact about me: when I graduated high school, I received an award for excellence in religious studies. Little known, and to anyone who knows me, probably little believed. Honestly, when they announced that I’d won it, I had to stifle a snort-laugh. I’d taken the “World Religions” elective as an easy class to……

but…why yoga?

It’s probably a good thing my high school didn’t have a debate club. Because as argumentative as I can be (ask my dad, he’d agree with me on that one!), I lack any and all verbal skills necessary for a good debate. Sure, on paper I can manage to arrange a few words and sound……