"We're in the middle of a sea change," said Jason. "Most yoga teachers now are erring on the side of not giving manual adjustments, and for good reason." It was the second day of our two-week module (the first part of a 300-hour training), and the conversation had shifted from "How to give hands-on assists" … Continue reading Paperclips and Hands-on Assists
Speaking up is easy when I’m confident that what I’m saying will be well-received. But when I sense that my speaking up is going to inspire disappointment, sadness, or confusion in others, speaking up is painful.
“Well, I think anyone driven toward a lot of self-reflection is a little crazy,” he said as we left the theater and started to the bar. I agreed. Then I reflected. “I mean, I’m driven toward a lot of self-reflection,” I said. I paused, then laughed. “And it does make me feel crazy sometimes.” “Totally,” … Continue reading Teaching What We Need, Because We Have To
There were already 40 people crammed into the studio when I arrived. I had deliberated for too long as to whether I wanted to take a yoga class or lounge in bed, and now it was 10:33 - three minutes after class was supposed to have started. When I looked at the room, then at … Continue reading We Will Make It Work
Just over one year ago, I took a yoga class that significantly changed how I taught yoga. It was Saturday, the fourth morning of a five-day training with Jason Crandell, and I was as exhausted as I was energized (almost). The first three days had been a delightfully peaceful and sarcastic explosion of practicing, questioning, … Continue reading Guided Self-Practice Begins: FALL 2016
I haven't written since I ran the Boston marathon. And I haven't written since my cousin got married. I haven't written since I took a five-day yoga training or since I decided to make my teaching simpler. I haven't written since I got into a new improv troupe. I haven't written since I decided to … Continue reading When The Speaker Shuts Up
When I started practicing yoga, I thought my teachers knew everything. I would follow their directives to the letter, stay in each pose as long as I was told (not a moment more, and certainly not less), and obediently accept most any philosophical offerings they would propose. I saw my favorite teachers as almost magical … Continue reading Good Enough