What teaching Yoga in Corsica has taught me…
What teaching Yoga in Corsica has taught me about both my teaching style and my self practice.
Having only been back home a week, it still feels surreal to think that Lara and I followed through with our epic adventure. A conversation on a beach in Nice and little over a year later we can’t quite believe we did it!
After endless time spent co creating, marketing, researching, positioning and strategising our Corsican adventure, I can now sit back, take a deep breath and allow some room to reflect on my self learning.
Lara and I both agree that anything really is possible, its all about the hard work, commitment, team effort and back bone that is required to make things happen. Fortunately for me, I could not have asked for a better co pilot in this whole procedure.
My husband often laughs at me, saying he has never met anyone who jumps into projects or goals quite like his wife! Not too mention the fact that the nervous energy and stress hits me like a ton of bricks about a month before things become real!
Teaching my first yoga class in Porto Vecchio I was so nervous. It was a freezing cold evening, windy and icy to the bone. I kept thinking to myself, how am I going to teach barefoot! My little toes are going to freeze! Unlike South Africans who have the luxury of good weather, Europeans are much more resilient when it comes to braving the natural elements! I fumbled through the first class, my voice felt small and surrounded by such incredible scenery I felt somewhat insignificant.