Almost half way through teacher training. My days are 12 hours at school and I am exhausted and exhilarated all at the same time. My arms are covered in bruises (damn you crow pose, damn you) and I have mosquito bites on every available surface area. I’m perpetually sore and sweaty. And more importantly, I have never felt more alive.

I have the privilege of learning first hand from experts. One of our mentors G, taught us Sanskrit and the history of yoga. He’s a beanpole, towering over everyone with the biggest grin you’ve ever seen. G and I had a goofy existence and we exchanged more laughs than words. Everyone adores him. He used to be on broadway and now he resides in Thailand and came especially to teach us the ancient language of yoga.

Then of course there is S, who is the organizer and founder of the school. She is absolutely amazing. She is so incredibly beautiful and graceful and always wears her golden hair down when the rest of us have matted knots on the tops of our heads from the crazy humidity. She is so strong and simultaneously soft spoken and is one of the best teachers I have ever had. S has the most amazing life story and has travelled and taught yoga all over the world and the coolest part about her is she is Canadian too.

Then there is B. She is so young and so inspiring, we are all in love with her. She has the funkiest style along with a cute Scottish accent. Again, so much life experience and I am in awe whenever she speaks. Not to mention she is really into Acro yoga so the fact that she can tell us a story while upside down in headstand is pretty phenomenal too.

Our most recent teacher is T. I don’t even have words to do this woman justice. She looks like a jungle yogini goddess. Tall and dark featured with big gorgeous eyes, T is stunning. Then she talks in the most soothing Australian accent you’ve ever heard and you are left in a trance. She has hair down to her bum and it is partially in dreads… She is always adornded in countless bangles that go all the way up her arms. She just came back from India and taught us about the chakras and emotional energy today. She usually teaches us yin at the end of the day and her classes leave me out of my body and in a whole other world.

How lucky am I? There are a few other teachers who pop in from time to time, and the team that is sharing their knowledge, expertise and time with us is so much better than I could have ever dreamed for this program. They are all so worldly, spiritual and inspiring. To know that these people are resources on my yoga journey (spiritual journey and life journey too) is priceless.

I am learning and growing every day. I can feel it. I can see it in my practice.

This post is just a big namaste to my fearless leaders. Thank you for sharing your stories and helping me write my own.


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