It’s been truly difficult for me to articulate what my yoga teacher training experience has been like to people except for like, my mom, who has been practicing yoga since the 70s. And a couple of friends of course. But today Zoe Ruiz (we met when I read her amazing essay Cat Power: It Must Be The Colors on The Rumpus) sent me this video of Seane Corn. I’d never heard of Seane Corn, and Zoe tells me she thought of me when she saw this video over a year ago. Anyway, I relate to so much of this, especially when she talks about the support of her teachers and her resistance to teacher training and surrendering. It made me cry. Also, she sort of looks like Sheryl Crow. I love when she says, “Teacher’s training was one of the worst experiences I’ve ever had.”
Oh and here’s me, my mom, and my cousin doing yoga on the beach in Gloucester, Mass while my Nana watches. Circa 2006.