This week I wrote about my feelings around selling the studio. Wrapped up tightly with all of those feelings is The F word. Failure, a deep feeling of failure. Writing about it and sharing it I've realized the word failure has become a really bad word in our society more tabu than another F word I know.
You don't decide you want to be great at something like blogging and then wake up into greatness. Unfortunately for me it doesn't work like that. It takes lots and lots of small steps.
Many of those small steps include stumbling, falling down and scrapping your knees. In my head I've got these grand ideas of what I'd like to do with this blog and only about half the skills I need to make it happen right now. This weekend I bought photo shop excited about a photo template Courtney Monaco shared on Broad and Main Designs a few months back. I finally had pictures from Saturday's shoot that were pretty enough for such a neat template. Turns out photoshop and templates (at least for this non-designer) are tricky. I spent about 4 hours over the weekend playing with photo shop, watching you tube videos, and starting a beginner photoshop class on Skillshare simply trying to figure out how in the world to make one little template work. I never got it, but that doesn't mean I won't get it. I'm still taking my skillshare class and I plan on inviting a friend over for dinner who has some experience here.
The second thing I attempted with out luck was video taping a short yoga sequence to post. That was going to be this mornings post for you, my first yoga video! Don't get to excited...
I read the manual on taking video with my new camera, set it up on the tripod. filmed a sun salutation to make sure it worked then filmed a 10 minutes post run sequence. Unfortunately when I tried to play it back it wouldn't play back. None of the little video's I shot would upload to my computer. Hmmmnnn maybe it's safe to admit I'm slightly challenged when it comes to this technology stuff.
Never the less, these are great places for me to start. I'm sure I can learn all of these skills and it will be a fabulous way for me to measure my progress. Hopefully in this next week or so I'll be able to get you a yoga video instead of a picture of an empty mat.
Tootles, -A technology challenged Yogi
Today not once, but twice by separate people, I was asked: What's your Business and why do you do it?
Entrepreneur, that's my business, channeled through a yoga studio. It's a mega love of teaching yoga, guiding others and helping them find their sweet spot. The thing driving me out of bed these days is teaching students to become yoga teachers. Wowza! I'm still on cloud nine over that programing and the growth of our students in the thick of it.
Teaching classes and creating programing like our YTT is exhilarating and keeps me engaged. but the business aspects blow. me. over! The possibility for growth in the studio and beyond fire me up. Luckily for me Yoga isn't just about doing postures it's a state of being, a lifestyle. Sooo much in there! Layer upon layer of ideas to grow the business or start other businesses that work in coordination with the studio. Like I said, I'm an entrepreneur.
Think about it? Do you ever feel
-out of place
Greensboro Downtown Yoga opened to help you with all of those! Joining our yoga studio, means you join a community of people who've felt all of those things too. Yoga works. And I get to share it with you. I get to see you get stronger, more flexible, make new like minded friends, and watch yourself grow. That's why I do it.
How about you? What do you do and why do you do it?
Growing up in Toledo, OH as a child of the 80's I'd never met a yoga instructor. It's the mid-west, and in the 80's we only liked casseroles, leg warmers in step classes and mass on Sunday's. Yoga instructors would have seemed like aliens. By some stroke of luck my mom had taken a yoga class in college and would talk about it on occasion. That's how I knew yoga and yoga teachers existed. As a child yoga seemed mystical, elusive,and exotic like a pink unicorn. I'd ask my mom if I could take a yoga class when she talked about how much she had liked it, she said if we could find one. I'd scour the YMCA class listings, nada. Don't forget this was before the days of google search. It wasn't until my senior year of high school that I found a class being offered. This class was being offered in the carpeted loft of a new age book store (that no longer exists I might add). The class was what I had imagined, 10 or so of us in a dimly lit room practicing "Easy does it yoga" together for 6 classes over six weeks. Lovely class and great people even if I was the youngest by 35 years, but not necessarily something that would make a 12th grade girl change her "career path." Looking back now, I know that class was fate flirting with me.
After that first "official" class, I forgot about yoga in pursuit of my psychology major and dance minor. The dance minor was the part of me that knew movement was the key, the part of me that has always known there is wisdom in the body. I just didn't know how to make a living in artistic expression of the body and that's a problem when even as a young person you view financial stability as big fat hairy deal. Never one to follow my heart without a way to pay the bills I ignored the desire to double major in dance and art and decided that psychology was a "more practical major". Yeah, I wish I was making this up.
As a grade school or high school girl when asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, the standard reply was "actress, singer or dancer". ugh. It's hard for me to look back on that little version of myself and not be frustrated with her generic pursuits and dreams. To be fair to that little brown-haired girl had I realized yoga teacher was an option, I probably wouldn't have chosen it. I guess life had to teach me a lot of lessons before I could figure out what I wanted to become when I grew up. Life had to show me why I needed yoga before I could know that I wanted to teach yoga to others.
I'm grateful to know with 100% certainty that not only do I want to be a yoga teacher and teacher of yoga teachers when I grow up, but I know I actually get to do it.