by Amber Jenkins
Peace beloved. I have not updated the blog on my yoga journey in almost four years. We have a lot to dive into ladies and gents. A previous post titled, Yoga With Amb: Neglect (2019) shared my inconsistencies with my personal practice, and while some of those still very much true, today I choose to focus on my consistencies.
In 2020, I signed up for a 200 hour online yoga teacher training that seemed to be affordable and allow me to go at my own pace. The style of this course did not align with my learning style. In 2022, I decided that I should be training in another country distraction-free. It would not have been possible without the support of my family and friends. I attended The Studio Cleveland’s Yoga Teacher Training Retreat in Costa Rica. It was a transformative experience that is more than worth it. I burst into tears when handed my certificate. I will save that story for another day.
I have taught children’s yoga, yoni yoga, gentle yoga, private yoga, public yoga…. it has truly been an honor to have been taught this sacred practice that I am able to share with whoever is willing to receive. We have sweated, laughed, stretched, breathed, cried, and smiled together this past year. The amount of support has left me confident that I may have made the right choice, and suddenly…. I remember I was supposed to be writing about my personal practice.
I shoot for daily practice. I don’t make every shot I make, but you miss 100% of the shots you never shoot at all. Sometimes I find myself focusing on what I cannot do yet, but I am programming the mind to redirect to stay mindful. The more I practice the more I grow as a “yogini”. Student first, teacher follows.
