My stomach does a somersault as I read the words ‘Congratulations, we would like to offer you a place’.
Oh my goodness what have I done?! Yoga School? I don’t know if I feel sick through fear or excitement. Or maybe a mixture of both. I have just been accepted onto a Yoga teacher training course starting in January 2017.
My relationship with Yoga
For the last sixteen or so years, Yoga has been a consistent and important part of my life. I have turned my attention to many other types of exercise and enjoy going to the gym and working out, but there is something special about yoga. It’s a little like a friendship in some ways. I have gone through times where I have had little contact with yoga, although I am absolutely aware that it is there for me whenever I choose. Sometimes I get frustrated with it, other times I appreciate its quirks and beauty. Like when I went to my first ever yoga retreat, its a tempestuous relationship. It doesn’t seem to matter how long the gap is between practising yoga, it is always happy that I turned up and doesn’t pass any judgement on where I am both on a physical and mental level when I step onto the mat.
Over the last few years I have learnt to trust my gut much more than I think I used to. Maybe that comes with age, experience and knowledge, maybe it’s always been there, and it was waiting for me to welcome it in. Who knows, and actually it doesn’t matter how it came to be, all I need to focus on is that it serves me. By really tapping into my instincts and trusting them whole heartedly, great things happen.
So, it’s back to school – Yoga School
So as the overwhelm of study hits home, along with the words of self doubt, I know all I need to do is step back and breathe, trusting that I have absolutely made the right decision.
Fear will always be present, and I thank it for being there for a number of reasons. You know the saying ‘do one thing everyday that scares you’, well I often think of that when I am in conflict over making decisions. I allow that fear to be there, and what I don’t do is allow it to over rule my decision. My instinct is the voice I listen to and follow, knowing that on the other side of that fear is whatever I want it to be.
Yoga has once again welcomed me into it’s world, this time to Yoga School; to take our friendship to the next level, to get up and personal, to share tears and laughter, and at the end emerge with a new found love and respect.
