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I am really going to miss all of these people.  Their faces have become so familiar to me, even if we haven’t had the chance to meet. This weekend was the Asana Championship so we did not have Friday night or Saturday class.  Because we had the weekend off, Wayne bought me a last minute ticket to come home for the weekend.  So I hopped on a plane at 6:30am on Saturday morning and spent the next 40 hours at home in Seattle. It was really, truly, an exercise on being present. No cleaning (hard for me not to do), no organizing, straightening, placing, replacing, fixing, doing, kaputzing, or kabitzing.  It was just me, my honey, and hot fudge sundaes from Molly Moos!

I was very excited to go home, but a part of me felt as though I would be missing a lot by going away over the last weekend. However, something unexpected happened. Leaving made me appreciate the bubble and I think it has given me the opportunity to completely appreciate my last week. I took a yoga class on Sunday with my sweets.  It was SO fun doing a class together (aside from the teacher training room where we were separated by 6 rows and about 200 other people). This time we got to be side-by-side and make faces at each other (yes, so present). Being away from the Radisson, and all my 400+ new friends, gave me a bit of perspective.  I actually felt a little homesick.

Here are a few of my thoughts from the outside:

  • Outside of the bubble, no one else really cares that you are in teacher training.
  • I will miss the people I haven’t even talked to yet. I will miss their faces everywhere I go.
  • The connection to the people here is very, very special. The world is little bit colder and you will use the focus and serenity you learned in here, out there.
  • The energy of 400 people from all over the world, from all different ages and backgrounds, practicing yoga together in one room, is a one of a kind experience. You will wish for this feeling you may not have even known you had, and I believe, you will search for it, as I will. This will likely be the thing thst brings me back to training year after year.
  • Hotel towels are a HUGE luxury.
  • Living 20 ft from the yoga room is an enormous convenience.
  • Spilling water all over you and your mat and the floor around you is frowned upon.
  • No one drinks water as much as you do, and you will feel a little weird about killing 64 oz of water by the floor series.
  • Be prepared: You will push yourself a little bit harder because you are now a “Bikram Yoga Teacher Trainee graduate”, which will make your class unexpectedly harder. You will think the room is extremely hot, you will feel your heart beating harder than you think it should, you will wonder what you’ve been doing for 9 weeks, and you will question your abilities. You will look at Deborah next to you who is not breaking a sweat and then come to the conclusion that you must be pushing yourself harder and that is why your towel is completely soaked after Half Moon. You will then realize that you have to wash your own towel. You will then realize that you will have to wash 7 towels a week. You consider renting towels from the studio from now on. You refocus on Awkward pose and wonder how you are going to get through class. Is it extra hot in here? You wish for the bubble. You wish for the hottest class, the coolest class, the longest class. You wish for Emmy! You (ah hem) miss Bikram! You want to go back to the bubble. People understand you there.
  • Out of the yoga room, you have a lot more energy than the people around you. It’s a little annoying that you’re not ready for bed. Ever.
  • You require less sleep and return home eating weird things. Your sister will suggest that you cut back on your pints of ice cream. You ate one pint in two days. She doesn’t know you can eat one pint in 3 minutes.

In the bubble, yoga class is the only time to be alone. With 400+ people next to you, mat-to-mat, this time becomes the only time you are suppose to be doing nothing. Not dialogue, not taking notes, not crying, laughing, high-fiving, clapping. It becomes really easy to be alone. At first that was really hard to deal with. After 8 weeks, you feel like it is the most peaceful alone time you have ever had. And Savasanas feel like the best nap you have ever taken.

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