Some Things I Know

Well, I am back on the couch with kitties around and yes, my apartment is well...a disaster. Yes, loyal readers this should not be a big surprise. Since I have been busy, I have been a little delinquent with the domestic duties. Okay, okay, I hear my old roommates who all ganged up on me at my Atlanta going away party. I am not really a tidy person. But things are getting really bad. And rather than doing the dishes and getting my dirty laundry in the hamper I am sitting on the couch watching Jon Stewart on DVR and blogging.

Take that, bitches!

Some good news.
I am turning out to be a really good yoga teacher. I was worried there for a while because I am such a strong educator and truly have much to give. But the training has been difficult and I dread teaching more than it excites me. While I have been practicing yoga for just over 4 years, there is still so much more to learn. It's more than just knowing the poses, it's instructing how to do them and making adjustment to each individual student. Shy has said that we need to teach the person not the poses. While I did teach well today, I wound up just teaching poses. Last week Simona talked about my great voice, but my tendency is to use flowery language when I don't need to. It sounds good, but she felt it may be perceived as insincere. Today, Shy observed me teaching navasana to Natalie and a similar comment came out. He actually said that I may use my performance quality like a crutch but I don't think of it that way. It is my way of giving support vocally. But the big thing is that I don't need to. Or don't need to do as much. It kinda goes back to my tendency to overact - thinking that I have do something for it to be interesting. This is another opportunity for me to learn that just being is good enough. In fact, at the end of the day after our at times dull discussion about time, my energy was super low. I gathered with Eleni and Hillary and was just about to be student and not teach, when I realized that I am passing up a great opportunity to do a little bit of warm-up/restorative yoga. I was very conscious of not pushing vocally. While I had a brain fart at the end, I felt good. Eleni commended my vocal quality right away.

Since my week is a little wacky, I need to be efficient with my time and squeeze in some yoga and meditation EVERY day.

I did not stay for Shy's class this evening so I could head into the city to see some solo works at one of the small theatres in SOMA. I wanted to see what solo performers were doing. The evening was disappointing, but not surprising. The performers had some good ideas, but only two of the four had good acting skills. I felt like I could assist each of them execute better pieces. And as expected it was a good kick in the pants to get When You Hit Your Funny back in business. I need to have worked on the first round of gestures by Wednesday morning when I play with Colin. I should be able to finalize the definition tomorrow and get up off the couch and get laugh back into my body. The theatre CA$H grant from Theatre Bay Area is due tomorrow, so fingers crossed that I get a little support from the community.