Adjusting in Yoga Classes
Hello out there!
I rarely if ever get on a soap box about anything. Those of you who have taken my class or practiced any of my tape, know that I’m not one of those dogmatic, preachy types. I’d sooner give out the Mets or Jets scores than tell anyone how to or what to believe, eat, drink sing, dance etc. This being said here goes:
I believe in change and the beauty of personal freedoms. I believe in inner strength and personal responsibility. I believe in black, white, yellow, red and green. I believe in spirit, science and the laws of probabilities. I believe in practice and the art of letting go. I believe in acceptance, not levels or props or blocks or walls. I believe that every yoga room is a place for everyone regardless of their physical prowess or lack thereof. Whether their tall, short, fat, skinny or the next coming of Venus or Adonis. Young or old, Jewish or Catholic, Carnivore or Vegan, Pagan or Atheist. I believe in warmth, kindness and the healing powers of the human touch. I believe in union, fusion, balance….YOGA. I believe in LOVE!!!!!
My big question for you all is what do you believe in?
Lately, I’ve been seeing all these articles popping up accusing yoga teachers everywhere of misusing their classrooms for something creepy or abusive, just because they hug or caress or heaven forbid kiss a student. True it’s over 98% always a woman accusing a man, however I have seen a few comments of different scenarios. Well I’m not here to defend those accusations, I’m here to render them as the problem themselves. In a society where we regularly accept violence as the norm. Violence of all forms, of all ages, in all media, in every institution and so carelessly and commonly celebrated on the evening news. When I was a child, boxing with its regulations and rules to inhibit too much violence was about as bad as it got. Now we celebrate gladiators regularly doing permanent damage if not mortal to each other like it’s apple pie and baseball. However should a YOGA instructor kiss someone on the forehead in a gesture of love, hang the bastard, is the cry!!
Here’s my promise to you all, I will continue to love my fellow man and woman. I will continue to hug, kiss, massage and embrace each and every student, unless asked otherwise. I will continue to hug strangers on the street as if they were long lost friends. I will make no excuses for my kind and loving actions. I will stay after my classes and embrace any student who wants to share some love. I will continue to teach without props, devices, music, chairs, cars, planes or automobiles. And will always give the most intense, kick ass experience I can dream up every time we come to the mats! I will never tell a student their in the wrong class because of his or her “level”. I will continue to teach YOGA!!! I will continue to hug my wife and three children every day and instill upon them to do the same.
I will continue to LOVE!!! LOVE!!! LOVE!!!