Finding my voice
Ironically this is a subject that I have been meaning to write about for a while. I can remember a couple of years ago, when I was starting my yoga teacher training course, being asked by another yoga teacher ‘Have you found your teaching voice yet?’ I was a bit puzzled at the time but I think what she meant was expressing that voice within. Teaching or speaking from a place of your experience and finding your authentic voice.
I used to suffer regularly, and even now sometimes, from throat infections and I now see the link between these and not speaking out – swallowing my words in order to keep the peace. I now see the sore throats as a way of my body trying to clear these blocked emotions. Even this weekend I noticed myself doing it – not saying how I really felt so I didn’t rock the boat and to have a peaceful evening. It is not about getting angry and shouting but finding that authentic voice and expressing it with kindness and love.
There is no point in writing a blog unless you can be honest and the thought of being a yoga teacher a few years ago scared the life out of me, more than anything else- even spiders. So why did I do it? Good question. It was an inner knowing that I wanted to share my experiences of yoga and let people know how amazing it is. I didn’t want to sit on the sidelines of life anymore and watch other people doing what I knew I could do. I wanted to express the voice within. But I had to overcome this fear first of speaking in front of a room full of people looking at me. I had to make myself visible. I had to speak up and make myself heard. The voice was quiet at first but little by little it is getting stronger and more confident. I had to view teaching yoga as sharing my practice rather than from a place of authority and this is the only way to keep that voice authentic.
So this blog is a new way for me to start finding my voice and maybe even as scary as standing in front of a room full of people. I am currently practicing a new way of finding my voice but that is for another time….