What do you think of when you hear the word ‘yoga’? A room full of sleek, impossibly flexible, activewear-clad young things making pretzel shapes on a mat, all the while maintaining beatific zen-like smiles, perhaps?
While this stylised (and idealised) view of the ancient practice has become the quintessential image of yoga in the modern world, I’m here to tell you the reality of becoming a yoga teacher is as far from this polished and contrived scene as you can get. It’s a journey that is messy, confronting, exhausting, and one filled with frustrations, anxiety, tears and tantrums. Believe me, I know.
It’s a journey that is messy, confronting, exhausting As I write this I’m mere weeks out of a four-month yoga teacher training course, and while it has been…
