Time for a Reset

The Summer Solstice, for those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, was yesterday. Today is the International Day of Yoga. Both are important dates in the lives of many yoga teachers and students. For me personally, they feel like a major turning point.

I won’t get into a lot of the details but the last few years have been a mix of some really, really good things with some really, really horrible things. As cliche as it sounds, I credit my yoga practice for helping me accept reality and for keeping me grounded.

Acceptance of the present, however, doesn’t mean we can’t hope for a better future. Accordingly, I decided at the end of 2019 that 2020 was going to be the year things were totally going to turn around. I’m turning 50 in September and I was going to own the year like it was my birthright. I was ready to will 2020 into being the Best. Year. Ever.

On New Year’s morning, I woke up and stepped in dog pee AND cat vomit. So that’s 2020 in a nutshell. Something to gross you out, scrape off your feet (because, of course, I was barefoot), and cuss about before stepping towards something new. But… it’s also something to wake you up.

If any good comes out of 2020, it’s to show us what is and isn’t working. Here’s what that means for me:

  • My yoga teaching is changing. After a little more than 7 years, I am no longer teaching at Community Yoga. I love the yogis there and have made some wonderful friendships, but it no longer felt like my teaching home. Other classes have moved online until I figure out how to teach safely in person in the time of a pandemic. I’m posting a free video every Monday on my Facebook page and I’m teaching gentle classes on Tuesdays and Wednesdays via Zoom (contact me if you would like details). I would eventually like to move to a donation-based model for teaching on a permanent basis.
  • My personal practice is changing. For a while, I was teaching in 5 locations in 3 different cities. So much time in the car and in the studio meant I let my physical practice slide (I very firmly believe teaching time is NOT the time for me to conduct my personal practice). I have taken the time to re-learn to love my physical practice and be playful and curious in ways that I have been quite frankly too stressed out to do for the last few years. I’m learning to deal with some changes in mobility in my arms and shoulders and how to practice in a bigger body.
  • My love for learning continues. While I’m reclaiming my physical practice, my interest in trainings has veered more toward meditation, pranayama, and energy work with the chakras. I have some trainings that I’ve put off for far too long. Expect to see more about those in the future.
  • My love for teaching continues. I don’t think I’ll ever feel like an expert, but before the pandemic I was hoping to teach more workshops, especially workshops geared toward fellow teachers. Stay tuned for more info as things develop.

Okay. That’s plenty for now about me.

My hope for everyone out there is that you make it through this tough time that is 2020 with a little more clarity and a lot more love and compassion.

Things will get better.

Much love,

Debra

P.S. Enjoy the picture of me with frizzy hair and no make up in my messy yoga room — with bonus car parts.