My brainspace this week has been chaotic. I’ve been thinking too much and feeling too little.
At least, that’s what I think.
You see, I want to teach yoga. I want to enable others to feel the wellness and peace that I feel through practicing yoga. But, I also want to cultivate a deep internal practice, which feels a little more personal. And right now the contrasting sides feel a bit like oil and water. Seven layer taco dip. Yoga stratum, if you will.
These days, there are many types of yoga. There are many yoga teachers. There are many yoga teacher training programs. I feel overwhelmed at the thought of choosing my path towards a 200-hour certification. My path towards greater understanding and growth. I want to learn everything from yoga’s history and its roots, to anatomy and alignment, poses and transitions, meditation and chants. I want to learn the historical, physical and spiritual aspects of yoga. And, I want to learn how to teach yoga. I want practice.
Ironically, overthinking my yogi path brings the exact opposite effect to my body that yoga brings. Overthinking brings me restlessness, obsessive thinking, anxiety, feeling overwhelmed and in a constant roller-coaster of emotions. Yoga brings me balance. Through yoga I feel centered and grounded. More confident. Compassionate. Joyful.
Today I realize that I need to take a step back. Slow down. Take my time. Feel. I can’t control or force this process. I must simply open myself up to new experiences and trust my gut.
Inhale. Exhale. Repeat.