By Annette Dashofy
Teaching yoga doesn’t really pay a lot. If you want to make money at it, you need to present workshops. The first workshop I ever taught was on arm balances. What's an arm balance you ask? Click here to see one. Yes, I can do that. I can even do this.
I worked for months leading up to it, practicing and planning and changing the plan. Then on the day of the workshop, I had to demonstrate each balance. Again and again.
Way too much like work.
Next month, I’m teaching workshop on Restorative Yoga. Ahhh. Now we’re talking. In Restorative Yoga I basically prop everyone up on bolsters and blankets, cover their eyes and leave them there for twenty minutes or so to release into the supports and let all the tension drain out of them. I don’t even call it a “work” shop. I call it an Afternoon of Restorative Yoga.
Of course, to earn my money, I must be prepared. I must practice. Day after day after day. I must try out each pose and find the absolute best position and the best props to support my students in that position. This means lots of time spent in each pose. Tsk, tsk. Don’t you feel sorry for me?
I do love Restorative Yoga. Like everyone else, I’d gotten too busy with life to take care of myself lately. Then weekend before last, Judith Lasater came to town. I’ve studied with Judith several times before and we’ve become friends, so a workshop with her is a treat on so many levels. But not the least of it is the Restorative poses. She literally wrote the book on the topic. This year as in past years, at one point, she looked at me asked, “May I set you up in this pose?” What am I going to say? No? Are you nuts? Heck, yes, puleeeese set me up. I put myself in the master’s hands and surrender.
That is what I want to pass on to my students next month when I present my Autumn Afternoon of Restorative Yoga. I want them to feel pampered. I want them to feel relaxed and rejuvenated.
I want them to walk up and down the hall a few times before they get in their cars when it’s over. There’s this thing I call Yoga-Mush-Brain. Feels great, but it’s not good for driving skills.
So for the next few weeks, I’ll be perfecting my presentation of Restorative Yoga. Practice makes perfect.
I love my job.