I feel yogaful

How are you feeling? What are you doing on your beautiful sunny Sunday? 

Sundays are my teaching days, or in normal human word, my working days. And today is a pretty full one too. Two teachings in the morning, one in the afternoon. And the three hours in between? I went to a class to practice instead. 

About one to two months ago I had experienced a little burn out. A little irritation that I had to be “working” when everyone is resting on weekends. I was unhappy that my schedule wasn’t as “perfect” 5 days work two days break as I thought I wanted it to be. 

Talking with some colleagues and teaching buddies these two days, the topic kept coming up – how is it teaching full time? Well I say, it’s a matter of mentality. During my burn out it was tough,,, tough leaving the house, tough being inspired for each class. And then I caught myself starting to refer teaching to “working”. Even though technically this is my work now and i shouldn’t feel bad about calling it “work”, it has a certain ring of negativity to it for me. After being called out by a student that I refer it to work. I thought to myself, was this what it all really is to me? Do I think of it as mere work? 

Not to glorify this choice of profession or anything. Yoga teaching was never meant to be work to me. It started as a passion, as a curiosity spike. As a “I could easily do something else but why not try to do something I love”. It was never just work. 

Words are funny. Even the ones you choose to think to yourself. It has a huge impact to your thinking. It frames you world literally and frames how your mind perceive the world. After that incident I started calling my teaching hours “teaching”. And I kid you not, I’ve also renamed my google teaching calendar to “Sandy’s awesome teaching calendar”. As a companion to my “sandy bandi’s exciting life” calendar. Does it make a difference? Well would you be surprised if I tell you it did?  

And it did. I love my schedule, I love my teaching, I love that even my feet and heels were hurting from walking the hard wood floors teaching those 17 classes last week I felt energised, I felt wonderful. 

Watch your thoughts, for they become words.

Watch your words, for they become actions.

Watch your actions, for they become habits.

Watch your habits, for they become character.

Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.

– Sandy 

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