Why yoga? Why a yoga studio? Why you? And why YOUR yoga studio?
First of all, thank you for reaching out... so many of you reached out. Wow... I'm grateful... Those are a lot of questions. And I expected them all… it’s all good. I’ll do my best to answer in some kind of order:
Yoga was a lifesaver for me when I was attempting to restore work-life balance to being a work-at-home stay -at-home father of two. I’m no Lululemon model, so what business do I have teaching yoga?
Well, that’s kinda the point, and exactly the reason why I am doing this. I know just how intimidating a yoga studio can be to someone who doesn’t meet some kind of “expert level” or “body criteria” for yoga (whatever the heck that even means!?!) and so creating a welcoming, creative and heartfelt space that didn’t spiral into those hackneyed clichés was important and front-of-mind to me.
What I do know? I DO know how it feels to be jumbled mess (if you met me from 2009-2012, my sincere apologies to you, I was mebbe a bit of a wreck...) driven on by Western culture and society to be and to do more… and so I guess to some degree, I’m proof that yoga helps everyBODY. Yoga is so good for everyone. Like learning how to do taxes instead of Pythagorean theorem in school, kids should probably learn yoga and mindfulness before algebra… I just want to help everyone find their way to it.
Will we be a perfect experience? Will it be 100% without flaws? Nah, fam. None of us are. This is yoga for real people. Not for Madison Avenue. It should be fun, enlightening, invigorating, and evocative. Peace inducing. Thought provoking. You have enough nagging at you in your day-to-day life not to wonder if your yoga teachers think you're "good enough." YOU ARE ENOUGH.
Also: Yoga is a practice. That means your downward dog or half-moon, or supported side-angle may not be the same every day, or the same as someone else’s. It won’t be perfect. It’s not supposed to be. EveryBODY is different, with different flexibilities. Practice is what makes the game of life go better.
As a writer/author and journalist, my quest was always to take people on a journey and share community; the tragic loss of my Mom, some pretty important work colleagues, an equally important pop culture acolyte (“take care of each other, alright?”) and the magic of a couple true friends who "arrived just in time," well, they all brought this idea squarely into focus:
Be good. Do better. Get peaceful. Stay graceful. Every day.
Also... it's not my studio. It's your studio. Just to be clear...
And so, that’s how village yogaworks came to be…. bringing all of the things that I love together in one place – yoga, music, community, camaraderie – with heartfelt fun and healing as its focus. I don't promise perfection or miracles. Hell. This is all a huge trustfall. But if the HR (Heart Responsibility) Department is on board and Accounting has run the numbers... if we will all have fun, learn, sweat and stretch... and most importantly, open our hearts... basically, show up... even if you think yoga “isn’t for me,” maybe we all win.
Maybe for a little while. Maybe longer. Maybe even forever.
“Who am I?” “Usually, when you ask people who they are, they tell you what they do.” So says a favorite digital nomad-writer I know. Years ago, while creating a social media profile, I fell into that trap. Long before my “essential communication” practice was cemented in my Yoga Teacher Training with Dawn Schroeder at Pranaverdana Vibrant Living, my Twitter “Who am I?” had brevity, but, ugh, it reads like a giant laundry list of Accomplishments. Employments. Big Red-Letter Days. Gold Stars.