Think Small

Back in the 90's I taught literally over a 1,000 aerobics classes.  You name it, I taught it: HiLo, Scuplt, Step, Cardio-Funk, low-impact and Tri-cross training.  For four years I ran the group exercise program at the University of Melbourne which meant 55 classes each week, happening in three different locations with 30 plus instructors. We held classes mainly in the basketball gymnasiums which mean we could fit over 100 people in a class.

 

The music would blast out of the speakers, wore a head microphone and over the four years, I averaged 45 people per class and taught 848 classes.  When I ran the numbers at the end of my tenure, I was blown away by the stats...I had so many people jumping, pumping and grapevining to mixed music tapes featuring Madonna, Kylie Minogue and a Flock of Seagulls.  Of course, I wore the latest attire of a thong leotard over shorts, Reeboks and the occasional wristband.  I had a blast as did the 35,000 plus people that attended.

 

When I taught I would look out into the crowd and only truly notice if someone wasn't keeping up or getting it when they were out of sync with the rest of the group.  At times you'd see people flailing in the back with a "huh?" expression and hope that the group energy would help them get through it.  Often we all did look like a flock of seagulls as we worked various floor patterns across the gym.  It was fun and it improved my teaching skills immensely.

 

When I returned to the United States in 1997, I once again took up teaching group classes, this time, not with such huge numbers but often into the 30's and as I slowly began transitioning from group exercise to yoga, the classes became smaller.

 

What I have learned throughout all of this is that although a large group of people moving, breathing and exercising together can be quite exhilarating and definitely motivating, it wasn't until I was in a semi-private situation that I felt I was truly able to fully teach who was in front of me.  Before that, it was a bit of teaching and a lot of group leading and organization.

 

In creating a program that is largely based on private and semi-private sessions, I began to dive into the nuances and subtleties of a persons practice.  I have the opportunity to truly get to know who my students are as well as their strengths and challenges, if they have injuries, if they've been through a traumatic experience or a life-changing event.  Instead of leading them through a series of poses, I am able to teach them and as a result, their practices have begun to thrive.

 

I'm not knocking large group classes as I loved teaching them for years, but what I've learned is just how valuable small classes can be.  In a time when yoga is growing in popularity and when people will drop into a class to check out what all the fuss is about, we as an industry offering this practice should want to ensure that everyone's experience leaves them hungry for more.  One example is ensuring people are in the right class to begin with rather than the scenario where a beginner hides in the back of a non-beginners class hoping to eventually catch on.  My personal intention is that every student is safe, that every student gets what they need from a class and that every student feels completely held and seen by the instructor.  Additionally, the smaller scenario allows the instructor the opportunity to connect individually and to pass along their knowledge and do more than simply leading a sequence.

 

Feedback from students in small classes is often around how personalized the classes are and that they're willing to pay a slightly higher than average class fee in order to feel looked after.  The small class experience may not suit everyone and I hope one day that there truly is something for everyone. My experience has been that such settings hold great richness from this intimate experience. Small group classes foster incredible communities of support, love and that in itself is indescribably rich. 

 

Bigger isn't always better, so if you have a small class option in your hometown, maybe try it out and see what all the fuss is about! I promise, you won't be able to hide in the back.

Be Love

There are times I just need a reminder about how to be in life.  I have this way of over-thinking, over-processing or complicating things that, when stripped back, come down to some simple truths. I had one of those moments this past week after watching a webcast with Ram Dass and Jack Kornfield, two leading teachers in spirituality and authors of many books.  Jack was talking about having been on a month long retreat and what followed was a feeling of radiating love...everyone he came across he felt the simplicity of love oozing from his pores.


Just imagine that all of you who are reading this felt like Jack-walking through your day as a radiant being of love.  Each time you made eye contact with someone, spoke with someone or just walked past a stranger, you had so much love it couldn't be contained within your own self and you were spilling it all over the place.  I'd love to hear the sentence, "Excuse me ma'am, but you just dropped this big bucket of love all over everything...".


We have such conflict and violence in our world, that asking people to "be love" verges on the edge of being an out of touch hippie.  Yet, no better time exists than now to embrace this simple idea.  But how do you tap into love that isn't the romantic version of the word?  How do you spill it out all over the place and not run dry? Are you at peace enough in your own life to offer love to others? Ooooh...now we're getting at something.  It has been said that we can only love others as much as we love ourselves.  This of course begs the question, "How much do I love myself?"  


When I was in junior high school, one of the biggest insults you could throw at someone was to say, "you just love yourself" which implied that you were stuck up, conceited and full of yourself.  If I were to hear this I would shrink like a flower in the hot desert sun, pulling all of my radiance into myself out of the public eye.  And there it stayed for a very long time, which created the feeling that I wasn't love and that if I put it out there, I'd be cut down so don't shine, stay dull. Fortunately, I found the practice of yoga which has helped to erase the old belief that there was something wrong in loving myself.  In fact, it is at the very heart of the practice.


When we bring our body, mind and soul into a good relationship we find a harmonious balance, one which offers a steadiness and ease. When we practice from a place of Ahimsa (non-violence), we are fully in our yoga and this is built on the foundation of love.


It's an ongoing practice as we slip into old habits and beliefs of not being kind to ourselves.  To enhance your connection to love, find a quiet space each day and begin a practice of gratitude.  Begin with being grateful for your body...all of it...including the cranky joints, sagging skin and imperfections that make you uniquely you.  Next, send love to the incredible capacity for yourself to be creative, thoughtful, resilient and willing.  And don't buy into believing all of your thoughts, but let them arise and honor them for mapping what is currently in your consciousness and therefore open to change. And finish your contemplation of love by thanking all that connects you to your higher self, the mysterious realms and unexplained magical moments in your life.  Once you've worked on loving yourself...send it out...to people you pass on the street, to those you know and those you don't, to people you need to forgive and to those who need a boost.


Rest in love.


Be love.


Radiate love.


It's the one thing that connects all of us...simply love.

Open The Door

For the past several years my morning has begun with my practice of meditation.  I wake up, go to the bathroom, do a neti pot and head into my meditation space.  On some days though, I get out of bed feeling as though sleep would be the better option.  On other days, my body feels creaky and sore from the previous days activities and I shuffle myself into my space.  In other words, I don't always leap out of bed and skip down the hall to meditate. Some days that whispering inner voice is tempting me to stay in bed a bit longer and that all would be okay in the world if I didn't meditate.  Yet, I silence that voice each and every time it arises.


The reason this ritual is vital to my morning is that it always re-calibrates my being.  One of my teachers once said, "As you establish your meditation practice missing it one morning, it would be like leaving the house without having brushed your teeth."  Ewwww...I really try to avoid the not brushing my teeth scenario.  This statement was enough for me to commit to establishing the practice and was further enhanced as I began to feel the sacredness of keeping to it.  As with many things, creating a habit or new ritual takes discipline, commitment and time...some say 21-days is the turning point.  You need to "commit to sit" to create that routine and over time, it gets easier and easier as it becomes not only a part of your day but a reflection of who you are.


In all of the years that I've been teaching movement, I can only recall a few times where I didn't feel better after the class.  And those times were when I was sick and shouldn't have been there in the first place.  I always feel better.  It's the same with a meditation or yoga practice.  You always feel better for having done it.


When we come to our meditation cushion or step foot onto our yoga mat we enter our own sanctuary.  It's the place where we still our minds, connect to the fluctuations of our breath and sense our bodies.  In doing so, we hit the re-set button that brings us back to our centered and sacred selves.  Our over-scheduled, stressful and busy lives are constantly pulling us away from that center. Some of us have been pulled away for so many years that we've actually forgotten that peace resides within us.  We reach for things outside of ourselves to satisfy this disconnection to self and often what we reach for are things that don't support our optimum health or our highest selves-think caffeine, alcohol, drugs, shopping, gossip or vast amounts of time spent in front of a TV or computer screen.


In that moment where we consciously step into our practice, it's as though we have chosen to open the door to our inner selves.  We make the choice to look at what's rippling beneath the surface and hopefully we do so from a place of non-judgment, acceptance, compassion and love.  Coming to our own sanctuary we come face to face with ourselves and at times that can be scary and challenging, when we'd rather bolt than stay.  Yet in staying, we not only open the door but we step through and stepping through moves us along our own path of evolution.


So in those moments where getting to your mat or cushion doesn't seem like such a good idea...do it anyway.  Open the door to your life and step through.

Our Creative Side

This past week I was inspired to teach from the perspectives of creativity and playfulness, two elements which seem to co-exist beautifully.  Both are inherent in who we are yet so many of us lose our connection to them.  Some of us believe that creative people are simply born that way, that they have been given this gift of a source which inspires them on a regular basis.  And how playful are we as adults?  This thought of the week was inspired when a yoga student started laughing in class and asked the question, "Is it okay to laugh in yoga?", to which I giddily replied, "YES!  Please laugh in yoga!"  So many of us take yoga so seriously that we lose the connection to the simple joy that is had when we connect to our selves physically, emotionally and through our breath.  As kids we gave stuff a try and perhaps because we hadn't quite yet created the filter of what might hurt and what didn't, but we goofed around regardless and laughed along the way.


Let's look at them individually.  What are you trying to create in your life at the moment?  More income, steadier work, peace, better relationships?  Are you launching a new part of your career or stepping into a role of giving that is new to you?  How do you tap into a way of thinking that colors outside the lines?  What tools are you using to bring that creative force out in a strong way in your life?


Many people use the qualities of the throat energy center, number five of the seven chakras to access creativity.  This part of us is expressed either through speaking, singing or writing.  Do you have a history of shutting this energy center down as perhaps you were told "to be quiet" or felt that what you had to share wouldn't be worthy? Often when we want to launch a new idea from the back-burner of our consciousness and into the greater realm, chanting mantra or simply telling someone about it puts it out there in a way that is reflective of our vision.  And if you're anything like me, putting it out there has an element of vulnerability attached to it.  What if I fail?  What if people think poorly of me?  What if....what if?


I have focused much of my practice in opening up my creative voice and have used daily chanting  as well as weekly writing as a way to strengthen my resolve as this energy center was censored for much of my life.  Once I began to literally find my voice, my ability to express myself became incredibly strong...but it took practice.  What are you wanting to put out there?  Can you articulate it clearly?  Do you know your message and can you speak if from your heart?  Are you willing to risk feeling uncomfortable in the process?  Are you willing to not risk it and stay precisely where you're at?


Other ways that we tap into our creativity is through play.  Spend a morning playing pirates with a five-year old, build a make believe fort, invent a story and act it out and your creative juices will begin to flow.  When we engage the energy of our inner child and simply allow the expression of ourselves through our bodies, hands, words and actions, the need to "do it right" begins to fade away. When we source that energy which is curious and non-judgmental, it's as though we access a dormant aspect of our true and fundamental selves...the never-ending desire to express joy and have fun.


I'm curious to hear the ways in which you play and how it feels in your body when you give yourself time to do so.  I might just get out my sketch pad and start doodling...you just never know what might emerge!  And as my mother used to say, "now, go outside and play!"