I am an easily influenced being when it comes to joy. I am a joy-sponge. If I am around other people feeling joyful, I will draw in their energy, absorb it, add my own and give it back to others.
That's why I love taking hot, sweaty yoga classes in a large group. When you're in a large group of people and everyone's is sweating, releasing toxins, drawing in positive energy from the breath, it is contagious. Add to that teachers who infuse an element of humor or music, and the class level is amped another notch. Finish off the experience with a personal asana breakthrough, and I leave amped on a huge yoga high.
Ahhh..ain't nothin' like it.
My problem, if it is even a problem, is that I can't just stick to one style of yoga, one teacher, or even one discipline. I love immersing myself into three to four weeks of ballet at a time, taking one to two classes per week (a lot for a mom.) I'll then find myself drawn to all different types of yoga classes: from hardcore vinyasa flow, with tons of handstands and arm balances; to a juicy, alignment-filled, heart opening Anusara class; to a fun, self-reflective, juicy Prana Flow class, to a classic Anthony class, and on, and on.
My yoga sponge always seems to have space for more yoga. I don't know if I'm ever going to head in one direction or if I'll always be a sponge, soaking up a little bit of teaching, here and a little bit of teaching, there. Will I ever just teach in one style?
People ask me all the time, "What kind of yoga do you teach?" I end up answering that I teach a variety of styles, dependent on the individual (or group), and what is needed. My training is in Prana Flow (vinyasa flow) and Forrest (hatha yoga), but I am currently injecting a lot of Anusara-based alignment, as well as classic Iyengar poses with props into my flow.
At times, I'm really troubled by this.
At times, it seems like the most natural course of action in the world.
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