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Over the past few weeks a few people have asked how and why I chose to become a yoga teacher and what I like about my job, so for those that may be interested…
My mother originally encouraged me to join her class when I was 18 years old. All I could think was ‘green leotards’ but with no enjoyment from the usual ‘feel the burn’ aerobic classes, I had little to lose. The yoga classes were taught by a gentleman (no leotard) and although I didn’t understand the unpronounceable names, it didn’t matter. The classes were a breath of fresh air, I immediately resonated with them, rushed out to buy a copy of ‘Light on Yoga’ and continued to attend as many classes whenever I could. This sometimes proved challenging due to a busy marketing job in central London. By my mid-thirties, and pretty much burnt out, I found myself looking for ‘something else’.
Highlights from one of my regular pilgrmages to my teachers in India.
After touching down in Delhi, an internal flight to Dehrahun (Uttarakhand) and taxi, I arrived at the beautiful village of Old Rajpur, located in at the foothills of the Himalaya, in the Doon Valley an area famous for basmati rice, wildlife, Tigers and forestry. This is only some 230 km north of the capital city but a world away from the pollution and the sprawling metropolis of the city.
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