300-Hour Yoga Teacher Training – Week Eight

It’s amazing how eight weeks can seem like 4,838,400 seconds or just two months.  What I mean is that depending on one’s perspective, eight weeks can either drag on or it can come and go in what seems like a blink of an eye.  In these past eight weeks, I have been studying, taking multiple quizzes, recording video exams, and writing quite a lot for my Advanced Yoga Teacher Training (AYTT).  After the first few weeks, I fell into a great rhythm in my AYTT:  Studying Mondays through Fridays, averaging 5-7 hours per day, driving my daughter to and from work, teaching two virtual classes per week and meeting with my private clients via Zoom.

There even have been some days lately where I found myself getting ahead of the study schedule that I had planned out for myself.  Being that this AYTT is a self-paced program where you can take up to 12 months to complete, I knew I didn’t have to rush through it, but I also knew that I had to put myself on a schedule in order to finish the program.  I knew that without a committed structure, there was a possibility that I would be trying to cram the last 200 hours in month twelve.  My goal was to complete the entire 300-hour program by mid-August since I homeschool my daughter from September to May.  I am happy to say that as of today, I am about 2 1/2 weeks away from completing the program!

This week, I’ll be tackling five exams, or which three of them are video exams.  I’m not someone who likes to be recorded.  For a very long time, I’ve been asked by many students to create a YouTube channel and post online yoga classes.  I avoided being recorded for a long time partly because I wasn’t sure if I can be consistent with producing content on a regular basis (which is why I started blogging weekly to prove to myself that I can consistently post something).  I tend to be bit of a commitment-phobe.  All my life, I believed that my character will always be to jump ship if something feels too permanent… but something changed.

After being married to my wonderful husband for almost 19 years and being an active member of the same church for the past 26 years, I seem to be doing better with long-term commitments.  When it comes to big things, I feel like I’ve become more comfortable with making a commitment as I’ve gotten older.  With age, I’ve also become more introspective, which led me to wonder why I spent so many years of my young adult life running away from commitment… and the answer that came to me was this:

We self-sabotage.

Why do we sabotage ourselves?  I believe it’s because it feels safer for our hearts to set the bar low in case we fail.  There’s a part of us that struggles to not listen to negative self-talk.  We may base our decisions about the end results on past triggers or fears.  When we do this, we’re basically writing then last sentence of our own stories.  I have done this so many times in my life.  When I was a professional dancer in Los Angeles in the 90’s, one of my actress friends wanted to set me up with a very well-known actor that she worked on a TV show with where he was one of the main characters.  In fact, she showed him a picture of me, and he asked her to set us up.  You would think that I would have jumped at the chance to go on a date with him (especially since he was my celebrity crush at that time), but I told her I was not interested in going out with him.  The reason why I turn down the opportunity to go out with him is because when I was in 7th grade, my friend told me that my crush wanted to date me; but when I saw him by his locker that afternoon and smiled, he and his friends looked over at me and started laughing, saying things that were hurtful.  So six years later, when my celebrity crush wanted to go out with me, I decided to write the last sentence of that chapter in the book of my life.

It is so easy to write that last sentence of each chapter of our lives.  As an author, I usually consider the first sentence and the final sentence before writing because that keeps me focused and prevents me from going off on tangents.  Just like how one sentence can make or break a book, the narrative you tell yourself can determine the outcome of whatever you’re trying to accomplish.  So what do we do about this negative self-talk and self-sabotaging patterns?  Rewrite your story.  Rewrite that last sentence to affirm that you CAN accomplish your goals and dreams!  In the beginning of my AYTT journey, I told myself that I was going to finish it by August, and I did not give myself a way out.  I pushed myself to be disciplined and watch the Zoom lectures, do the Zoom yoga practices/meditations, read all the required books, answer all the questions, and record those exams… and now, I’m beginning to see the finish line!  All it takes is a daily decision to say “No” to sabotaging yourself and saying “Yes” to experiencing all the wonderful potential that God has built within you!

Today is full of endless possibilities!  Write yourself the best last sentence for today!

 

With Gratitude,
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300-Hour Yoga Teacher Training – Week Seven

Last week was the best week in studying that I’ve had since starting my 300-Hour Advanced Yoga Teacher Training (AYTT) on June 1st.  I really felt like I’ve gotten in the zone and have been able to complete assignments and stay on track while learning a lot.  I’ve noticed that the way I teach my virtual classes is also improving.  I plan out my studying schedule for the upcoming week on Sunday nights; and since I had scheduled a fun mother-daughter outing with my friend and her daughter for Friday, I made sure I got a lot done in the first half of the week.  I was so excited when I was able to get a week’s worth of assignments and studying on Monday and Tuesday (I studied from morning until just before dinner time on both of those days).  On Tuesday night, I thought to myself, “Maybe I should really get ahead and do next week’s studying tomorrow.”  Well, that did not happen.

Early on Wednesday morning, my daughter said goodbye before she left for work.  She decided to ride her skateboard to work that morning, which she has done many times before.  She always texts me when she gets to work (which is only 10 minutes away on her skateboard), so I was waiting for her text message; but instead of a text message 10 minutes later, I got a phone call from her about 7-8 minutes after she left… and she was crying!  Of course, I shot up out of bed and immediately asked her what was wrong.  She had fallen off of her skateboard and badly sprained her ankle!  Since I track her location when she’s en route, I knew exactly where she was so I got in my car and got to her in less than 4 minutes.

Her ankle was very swollen, so I had her elevate her foot, put an ice-pack on it and made sure she stayed on the couch the rest of the day.  I was glad to take care of her that day, but I literally could not get anything else done (other than teaching my virtual yoga class mid-morning) because I was going up and down the stairs to get her what she needed.  It was the same thing on Thursday, where after I finished teaching my Thursday morning virtual yoga class, I was her caretaker and companion.  We did end up going out on our outing on Friday (thanks to a pair of crutches I was able to buy through the NextDoor app), and we had a great time.

Here are a few pics from our outing! I love flowers!

So here’s the lesson I learned last week:  Sometimes God frees up your schedule not so that you can fill it back up with stuff, but because He knows you will need to be available for an unforeseen event.  Obviously, taking care of my injured daughter is not something I would’ve ignored if I had a full schedule, but I know that if I had unfinished assignments for the remainder of the week, I would’ve felt overwhelmed or tempted to sacrifice sleep to get caught up.  I’m grateful that I didn’t have to lose sleep other than waking up in the middle of the night wondering if she was sleeping okay.

There’s something to be said about having pockets of “free time” planned into our schedules.  I hope that next time you find yourself all caught up with your to-do list, you take a moment (or longer) to sit back and practice some self-care.

Oh, and my daughter is doing much better; her ankle is still slightly swollen, but she is able to walk on it with no pain and  was able to go back to work today.  😊

With Gratitude,
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300-Hour Yoga Teacher Training – Week Six

The sixth week of my 300-Hour Advanced Yoga Teacher Training (AYTT) started without a hitch.  By this time, my “normal” has been established since I finally figured out how to manage my time for studying, teaching, spending time with my family, running errands, etc… all while maintaining social distance and wearing my mask outside of my home.  I felt great about the pace that I had set for myself and the progress I was making in the AYTT program.  I felt that I was taking steps forward… or was I?

I have been dealing with chronic pain in my neck, right shoulder, and right wrist for almost 2 years.  I’ve been teaching yoga and fitness classes throughout those 2 years (and for many years prior to that).  I injured my right wrist in my 20’s from too many back handsprings.  Throughout the years, the pain would flare up, but after taking it easy, the pain would go away in a matter of days.  As I got older though, the pain from flareups took longer and longer to subside… until it decided to stay for the long-term in 2018.  I tried chiropractics, acupuncture, physical therapy, I even went to an osteopath who recommended that I stay off of it, ice it after activities, and take a high dosage of prescription Naproxen.  I temporarily stopped teaching for 2 months so that I can give my wrist a break, but the pain did not go away.  So instead of giving up teaching completely, I decided to start wearing a wrist wrap anytime I taught or took yoga classes.  I found that this helped a great deal, but I still could not place full weight on it.

During all of the required Yoga practices I was doing, I made sure I modified any poses that were weight-bearing on my right wrist.  This really challenged my ego (versus the higher self), but I knew it was good for me.  I gave myself permission not to go 100% into all of the poses because I know that my Type A personality wants to push my body to the limit.  But during one of the yoga practices last week, I decided to do an arm-balancing pose (Bakasana, also known as Crow pose) only to feel that terrible wrist pain!  I don’t know what I was thinking when I attempted to do that pose.  Actually, I do know what I was thinking; I was thinking, “My body has gotten even stronger than before in the past month and a half; perhaps my wrist is much better.”  WRONG!  So here’s the lesson I learned last week:

ONE CAN NOT CREATE BALANCE WITH IMBALANCE.

Meaning, I was trying to attempt an arm-balancing pose with an imbalanced arm.  There are obvious imbalances in the muscles of my right arm (starting from the shoulder all the way down to my fingertips).  I have a chronic knot in my right shoulder blade and my right forearm gets tight with overuse of my wrist.  Arm-balancing poses are less about strength and more about BALANCE.  You do need adequate strength in the core and the upper body, but balancing on your hands and arms is mainly about learning balanced weight distribution of the body.  I can’t create that kind of balance with an injured wrist, at least not right now.  I let my ego get the best of me that day.  I spent the next couple of days regretting my action and fighting off feeling sorry for myself; but this is a new week, and I am back to being fully committed to listening to my body and giving myself permission to modify or even completely opt out of poses that will further aggravate my wrist.  My search for healing of my wrist continues, but I’m looking forward to letting each yoga practice be healing and not harmful because Ahimsa, non-violence, applies not only toward others but also to my own self.

With Gratitude,
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300-Hour Yoga Teacher Training – Week Five

I can’t believe it.  I finally finished the first module of the 300-Hour Advanced Yoga Teacher Training (AYTT) on Saturday, 7/4!  While most Americans were celebrating 4th of July with family cookouts and mini-vacations, I was at home recording my video exam and writing a self-evaluation on it.  Normally, I would’ve skipped any studying on a holiday, but my husband wasn’t flying back home from being out of town until later that evening and my daughter was working as a lifeguard most of the day, so it was the perfect time for me to record the video and study.

I spent most of last week (Week Five of AYTT) taking the required 75-minute virtual Vinyasa Yoga classes everyday as well as watching hours and hours of Asanas Analytics lectures breaking down each yoga pose and going through the variations, modifications, and proper alignment.  There were a few differences in the way I was trained in my 200-Hr YTT and this 300-Hr AYTT, but more than anything, the differences were more about the different approaches due to different lineages:  My 200-Hour lineage is Tantra Hatha through the Himalayan Institute, and this 300-Hour program takes a multi-style approach (all the teachers have their backgrounds in different branches of yoga such as Ashtanga, Vinyasa, Alignment-based, Yin, etc.).  Taking this multi-style AYTT program is helping me to be more open to other yogic lineages, but I think I will always consider myself a Tantra Hatha Yogi, just because that’s where my yoga teaching journey began.  Just like Week Four and the weeks before that, there have been several nuggets of wisdom or statements that would grab my attention and would stay for a while… so last week, the phrase that one of the teachers said that stayed with me is this:

“DEPRIVATION LEADS TO DEPRESSION.”

I admit, I don’t remember which lecture I was listening to and which teacher made that statement.  I did know at that point, but when I wrote that statement down, I didn’t think to write down who said it and which lecture it was.  Anyway, this statement got me thinking about the concept of deprivation.  Merriam-Webster defines deprivation as, “The state of being kept from possessing, enjoying, or using something.”  So based on this definition, is the sense of deprivation all about perspective?  Rubicon Bakers Cake, Chocolate Blackout LayerFor example, I’ve been craving this vegan chocolate cake by Rubicon.  The last time I had it was sometime last month.  It’s rich, moist, and absolutely delicious.  Even though I could very easily drive over to the nearest Sprouts to buy one, I don’t feel like I MUST have it.  But what if I wanted this cake so bad but I didn’t have the money to buy it or I had no access to transportation or delivery service?  What if I couldn’t have chocolate cakes even if it was vegan?  What if everyone around me was having this delicious cake but no one was willing to give me any?  Would I feel so deprived that I would become depressed?  But then let’s say I got really sick last time I had a piece of chocolate cake.  I may no longer desire chocolate cakes because I would remember how it made me feel the last time I had some.  So next time I’m at a party where everyone is eating this chocolate cake, I won’t feel deprived; in fact, I may even experience a sense of aversion from even being around chocolate cakes.  I know all this probably sounds ridiculous since we’re just talking about a chocolate cake, but this could be applied to anything that we once experienced or dreamed of.

So going back to that statement, “deprivation leads to depression,” I wonder if this feeling of deprivation can be altered through changing our perspective?  I’m by no means saying that all depression is curable or that it’s just a matter of choice.  I would never say this because I have experienced depression in the past and they could not be “cured” simply by deciding to have a different perspective.  I could not choose to “have a different perspective” when I was struggling with severe depression after my dad passed away from lung cancer almost 15 years ago.  But I do believe there is some truth to that statement, “deprivation leads to depression.”  I think there are certain material things that we put so much of our focus on, that if it were to be taken away from us, we would feel deprived and fall into depression.  So the question I ask myself (and I invite you to consider) is this: “What material things am I putting my focus on that would cause a feeling of deprivation if it were taken away from me?”

Leave me a comment with your response!

With Gratitude,
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