As Teachers we never know how we live in the mind of our students. So it’s up to us to share our real stories so the imaginary one’s don’t gain traction.
Myth debunked: I never wanted to be a Yoga Teacher.
I had serious career goals like being promoted to be the youngest Supervisor, as well as promoted to youngest Manager, and youngest Associate Director, and Director. I was on a fast track in the corporate world and I loved it! I earned more money in year 3 of my work life than what it cost my parents to build their first new home in the Midwest.
If my Father was alive as I successfully climbed the corporate ladder, he never would have believed that being paid that much money was possible, let alone the lifestyle that came with being a corporate Road Warrior. Even to me it was mind blowing at times.
I craved the promotions and the increased earnings. I was energized by saving money and watching my bank accounts grow. I felt proud to own my first home at twenty-three years old. I got addicted to the next big job and bump in salary. I worked round the clock to be a step ahead of colleagues.
I was in constant competition and didn’t even consider there was another way to exist.
I was going to win.
And I did.
I did everything “right.” I proved in the way that most of society deems appropriate that I am successful in the ways it really counts like money and job titles. What happened next was not just one thing but a series of moments of enlightenment that made me realize I had everything I was supposed to want but I wasn’t any happier.
One of those moments that woke me up was being in a hit and run at the age of twenty-five. I had to stop working because I was in total recovery. I had a lot of time to lay there and ponder the “why” of things. I went through existential angst. I questioned everything, such as Who Am I? Why am I here? What’s it all for? Who’s it for?
Why am I doing the things I do?
As an adult part of my recovery was to do yoga at a community college after hours, the only place nearby that had classes. I was the youngest in the class by thirty years. I fell in love with savasana.
I was only doing this so I could go back to making money, getting promoted and doing my life right. It worked. I got better, I healed and still I had zero interest in teaching yoga.
Somewhere within 24 months of using yoga for my healing and strength conditioning I met a friend who was teaching yoga at a local fitness center. She loved yoga and encouraged me to learn more. If she hadn’t implied I was “good” at yoga I don’t know that I would have signed up for the only yoga teacher training coming to the area. It was a weekend long event.
I completed the course and still I had no burning desire to teach yoga.
I practiced yoga. I loved the way it made me feel. The stronger I felt within myself something started to change and it wasn’t an “aha” lightning bolt moment but instead more like a dimmer switch that got brighter gradually. I decided to apply at two local fitness centers and miraculously got hired. But remember those were the days yoga was just starting on to appear on fitness schedules like once or twice per week.
Myth debunked: I never wanted to teach Yoga full-time as a profession.
If you told me then that I would quit my high paying, glamorous job to teach yoga full-time for $20 for that one hour with 4 hours of preparation I would have laughed. That notion seems ridiculous then and even now on some level.
Honestly I don’t know what happened along the way exactly. I taught, people came to my classes and returned again and again. I was only teaching for fun because I had a serious respectable job and that made it ok. I loved doing yoga. I practiced every day at home and took as many classes as I could. If was going to teach yoga I was going to become the BEST teacher possible.
I craved more knowledge and took trainings, workshops, classes non-stop. I traveled the United States following my teachers to learn more from them. I just couldn’t get enough yoga. I became just as addicted to yoga as I had been to promotions and making more money.
I spent more time asking better and better questions and figuring out the answers to “who am I?” and “why am I doing the things I do?”
I still look around when people refer to me as a Yoga Teacher. It feels a little bit odd like I can’t believe it. I don’t know what they mean by saying this.
What I know is that yoga saved my life more than once. It changed me. It made me a nicer kinder person. It healed my physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual pain. It put me in charge of my own happiness. It connected me to a deep inner strength and courage I didn’t know I had in that way.
Yoga inspires your BEST life.
And at some point all I wanted to do was share what I know. But it’s not so much about Yoga as it is about LOVE. So if you call me a Teacher, the subject I’m teaching is the essence of who we are as Love Alchemists, it is the nature of our very nature, which is love. It starts with love and ends with love.
So yes, I never wanted to be a Yoga Teacher but as a Love Alchemist I teach the Dharma of Love using Yoga, amongst many modalities, to inspire you to live from love as well.
You can call me a Love Teacher.
Not a Yoga Teacher.
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