Guys, I’m doing it!
I’m finally getting certified as a yoga instructor. Eeek!
Initially, I was upset that we are not able to fly back to Germany this summer as we usually do. However, the more I thought about it the more it presented itself as an opportunity to complete the yoga teacher training that had been sitting pretty on top of my bucket list for quite some time.
Why yoga? A few years ago after I had my second child, I got so overwhelmed and nearly drowned in my new mommy responsibilities that I temporarily lost sight of who I was as a person. I was chronically sleep deprived, always stressed, anxious, and mentally and physically exhausted. Unable to dig myself out of the hole, I sought the help of a counselor who slowly helped me get better. And it was based on her recommendation that I rediscovered yoga. I had dabbled in it multiple times before but this time felt a much stronger pull towards it. Initially, it served as an outlet and a space where I could be by myself without feeling guilty. Over time, it helped me reclaim my sanity and a sense of peace I so desperately needed.
Unexpectedly, yoga has also given me back a piece of myself that had been missing ever since I stopped dancing in my mid-twenties. Dance was a huge part of my life growing up – the countless hours, evenings, weekends, competitions, travel, recitals, best friends…so many fond memories! I quit cold turkey when I was about to graduate college and got ready to move to the States. And although I always yearned to dance again in my new home, I regrettably could never get myself to give it another try. Finally, a decade later, yoga has filled that void.
Yoga challenges me. It humbles me. It elates me. It centers me. I never feel stronger or more connected to myself and my spirituality than when I’m on my mat. Yoga has become an integral part of my life, so much so that I have been wanting to deepen my understanding of it and hope to teach it to others so they can benefit from it in a similar way. Unfortunately, the timing to embark on this journey was never quite right – until now.
Through my current instructor I found a school in the Phoenix area that, in addition to high caliber teachers and relatively affordable costs, offers a flexible schedule where you can start anytime and complete the 200 hours required to graduate within one year. You can take classes during the studio’s regular schedule and four times a year, they offer an intensive course where you can take as many classes between 9:00am and 9:00pm as you wish.
My first workshop was this past weekend (I loved every minute of it!) and my first intensive course starts in April followed by the second one in July. Admittedly, I am a little nervous about practicing several hours a day for weeks at a time all while still taking care of my family. But luckily, my mama is here for part of it and then I am counting on the amazing support of my husband, a great friend and our highly responsible babysitter to tackle school pick-ups, activities, homework, dinner and the likes. Wish me luck!
Unfortunately, I cannot tell you where exactly this will lead me. What I can tell you though is this: Right now – in this very moment – I am beyond excited and grateful to be going in the direction of my dreams.