more getting into the arena - my first yoga class as a teacher

I am very proud to annouce that I just taught my very first ever yoga class. I taught 8 people, 7 ladies and one feller a "gentle, traditional class" as a cover teacher in a little hall in Seaford.  AND  they liked it!  By the end I got really into it, but I have to say that I was nervous, especially as my lesson plan seemed not enough at all.  We were 10 minutes in, and a quarter of a way through my lesson plan for a 90 minute class!! Not only that, but the elderly ladies present seemed perfectly fit, flexible and more than able to do stronger poses!  I had to think on my feet - adding in more poses  and rely somewhat on my intuition as to what pose would be good to do next.  But as I said, they seemed happy and even said that they would be very happy for me to teach them again if Rosie ever needed cover again.  PHEW!

Its so good to actually start teaching.  I have learnt so much from that experience. And when I go to my next class as a student (and as a teacher) I will have so much more awareness . 

So -  a bit more of 'getting into the arena'  Bring it on.

Its funny because, the other night, I dreamed I taught a yoga class.  I know that this probably sounds odd given that I am half way through my 2 year course, but until that dream I was couldn't actually  picture myself teaching.  I knew that I wanted to learn to be a teacher obviously as I had signed up for the teacher training! But to be honest I could never actually see myself doing it.  Something so far removed from reality I could not even imagine myself doing it. Like knowing you are planning to visit a foreign country but can't envision being there because its too new.   It was part of our course that half way through we MUST start teaching.  I can see why, it changes so much and there is so much more to learn and for the next few terms I will have the support of the class and our teacher to ask questions and compare notes. 

And doesn't it show something that a a dream can really really help when it comes to reality.  I dreamt I taught a yoga class (luckily it went well! ha ha!) and from that I had a new vision of myself.  And I felt confident (with butterflie,s I admit) to go and teach today.  Before that dream I  hadn't offered to cover the class.  And when I did,  I was told it was already in hand.  It turned out to be my fellow student who was regretting taking it on, as she was overworked and exhausted this week.  So I jumped in and  she was very happy to let me go do it.  SO.  My first class ever.  I am pretty damn pleased with myself.  A good day.