What happened when I took my first YTTNovember 19, 2019
I tried yoga a few times before I really enjoyed it. The first class I went to was a hot yoga class in Winnipeg. The room was carpeted, the walls, white and empty. It was sauna hot. I remember the heat being unbearable and there was a large shirtless man in the back corner who didn’t participate in the class but stayed in the back and watched.
I was horrified. I never came back.
A few years later I tried a class in a community centre basement in Ontario. I think we did maybe 6 poses, there was lots of dogmatic talk without explanation that went over my head. The teacher would do one side of the body but would forget the other.
I didn’t try again for awhile.
I can’t really remember the time that it “stuck,” the time that brought me back for good. I think it was at a yoga studio in Whistler. All I remember is that once I was in a class with a good teacher – I was hooked. A room filled with people moving, sweating, and healing together with the intention of growing as human beings. A room led by an expert teacher who knew how to run the room, kept people safe and made them feel comfortable. Someone who said the right things, and offered the appropriate options.
I was hooked. Once I took the bait, I became a lifelong student. I immediately knew I wanted to learn more. I jumped into teacher training really quickly. I think I only practiced for 6 months before I took my first YTT.
I agonized over choosing my first ‘would be’ teacher trainers. I asked all my friends, I scoured the internet. Did I want to travel to do it, could I do it online? How much money would this cost me??? How many classes would I have to teach to pay for my training?? I felt scared to invest in myself.
I decided on a local training through YYoga in my home town at the time of Whistler BC. My daughter was 8 months old and I couldn’t imagine flying off somewhere without her for 30 days. It was a bit of a scramble still. I came up with the money, I had my mom fly in from Manitoba to watch my daughter during the long days. I cried at the thought of leaving her for any amount of time but it was the best decision I ever made – and only a blip in time, now.
Training blew me away. My teachers were amazing. We had my kind yoga mother Kristin Campbell and my tough (and sometimes intimidating but equally amazing) Rachel Scott who were both highly skilled, experienced and very intelligent. We had to work hard, study hard and I was blown away by the amount of information that I was expected to know.
A new language, an in-depth study of anatomy. History, philosophy, energy work, sequencing, ethics and so much more. If you’re a teacher already – you know how much there is to study. It’s not just about the body.
We practice taught from day 1. It was awkward and uncomfortable but I’m so happy for that experience because it let me safely get my shyness and uncomfortableness out in a safe environment amongst peers.
I shifted, I cried, I opened myself up to a whole new world in teacher training. I was a simply a new person by the end of it with a passion for this practice like never before.
I began teaching immediately out of teacher training. I would study classes, techniques and philosophy every day. Every…. single…. day…. after my YTT. I was so thirsty for more. I learned that there was never an end to learning yoga. It would never be boring and I would never “know it all.” That was so exciting for me as someone that likes to learn.
Since that training, I’ve done a million more trainings, courses and immersions. I’ve taught in 3 countries, 4 provinces, in chocolate shops, on beaches, in community centers, churches, schools, homes, studios, on docks, in parks, first nation healing centers, on stages, in hotels, on skype sessions, at festivals and retreat centres. I’ve run workshops, events, fundraisers, teacher trainings, and retreats myself. I own a studio now too, and I get to do this full time.
My clientele ranges from small children to jocks to the elderly and everything in between. I work with people through their physical pain, stress, anxiety, depression, and trauma. Teaching allows me to share these powerful tools with people through their toughest times.
Teaching allows me to create space for people to access joy and celebration. I get to build community through movement, connection, laughter and grace. I get to have purposeful work and that brings me so much joy.
My world is so expansive now. I can’t believe I ever hesitated for a moment about jumping into teacher training. Those first 30 days seemed like such a big commitment. Had I known what my world would become I never would have hesitated. I have some serious job love! My job brings me joy – others joy – and I get to travel the world sharing these tools while having the flexibility to be a mom, be a wife and be an active partner in my local community.
If you’re thinking about taking a teacher training here are some things to think about
- Not all trainings are created equally – do your research, especially with international trainings – choose a quality, yoga alliance recognized school.
- Choose a teacher who is experienced and jives with your personal values (note: you do not have to succumb to someone’s particular dogmatic beliefs if they don’t resonate with you), your chosen style of yoga and is someone that you want to spend 30 days with.
- There will never be a perfect time to put your life on hold for 20-30 days – choose a time frame that is the least harmful to your personal and familial lifestyle – but know that it will be a shuffle at any time whether you choose weekends, an immersive experience or otherwise.
- Your 200hr should always be done in person – online trainings are great for continuing education but not for your base YTT.
- Your 200hr is just the tip of the iceberg – there is infinite opportunity for learning afterwards
* If you don’t want to teach and you just want to learn more – you still get the same amazing benefits as most of this process involves learning more about these tools, and yourself.
* Get ready for some serious purposeful work