What The Naraka Have I Signed Up For?
After a summer of mostly hedonistic living, free of study or much yoga, I bounced in the door of The Bodhi Tree, high on the first chapter of Yoga Bitch (by Suzanne Morrison), for day one of my one year long commitment – 200 hours of yoga teacher training (YTT), and pretty much unprepared for the year ahead. Back in February, I had a whole reading list in mind, and a raft of intentions, but prolonged periods of preparation tend to turn me off. Maybe they are too reminiscent of my days of study at school and university, where I self-imposed long periods of revision and diligent scholarly rumination, for fear of failure and having to repeat examinations and coursework. In fact I haven’t pressured myself to prepare in advance for much ever since I left education. So by the time arrived at my YTT, I had read very little; Stephen Cope’s enjoyable, The Wisdom of Yoga, and also parts of The Yoga Sutras by Patanjali. In truth I only started the latter as I heard they were very b