Wisemovesbyange

Nobody warns you that the training happens sideways in the parts that don't feel like training at all.

The practice-teach where you forget your own cues. The reading you barely finished before bed. The ten minutes alone in the room before anyone else walks in. None of it feels like progress in the moment.

It is. You just can't see it from in here.

If you're in Module 1 wondering when this starts feeling like becoming a teacher swipe. It already started. 👇

Picture this: you, sitting in a circle of strangers who won't be strangers by lunchtime. Nervous, curious, not quite sure who you'll be by the end of it.

That was us yesterday. Day 1 of teacher training, done. 🤍

If this is a version of you that's been waiting for a sign this might be it.

I used to think I was the only one carrying a "what if" like this. 🌿

Then I started teaching, and I met her. Then her. Then her again.
The one who's been practising for years and feels like she's hit a ceiling going through the motions, missing something she can't name.

The one in a caring profession nursing, counselling, teaching who's quietly wondered if movement could be part of her work too.
The one whose career looks right from the outside but stopped feeling like her a while ago.

And the one who just has this quiet "what if" that keeps circling back, the way mine did before I finally listened to it.

If any of these is you I see you, because I was you.

You don't have to know what you'll do with it. Neither did they. 🌿

One of my graduates wrote this in her training journal:
"Teaching classes was not initially at the forefront of my goals or purpose... What began as a purely physical practice became something deeper for me. I just wanted to understand more of the 'why'."

She came for the depth, not the qualification.

One of my graduates now teaches community classes in Mandurah three mornings a week. She never thought she would.
She came to the training "just to go deeper."
She's now someone's favourite teacher.

Another uses her qualification in her counselling practice.
Movement and breath have completely changed how she works with clients.
Another hasn't taught a single public class.
She says the training gave her the most important year of her inner life.

All of these are the right outcome.
There's no one way this goes.
There's just: who do you want to become?

People come to yoga for the body. I became a teacher for everything else. 🌿

Twelve years of teaching, and this is still the part nobody warned me about the best part isn't the poses.

It's watching someone breathe properly for the first time in months.
It's the friendships that form on mats three feet apart.
It's holding space for people to be honest about where they're at, and watching that honesty turn into closeness.
That's my job. That's what I get to do for a living.

And if you're reading this feeling a little pull that quiet thought of "I wonder if I could do that" I want you to know that's exactly how it started for me.
Not with confidence. Just curiosity that wouldn't go away.

You don't have to be the bendiest person in the room.
You just have to want to hold the room.

If teaching yoga has been whispering at you, comment TEACHER and I'll send you the details on our July 1st YTT in Madurah. 💚

Ahimsa. Non-violence. 🌿

I come back to this principle more than any other.

Not just: don't harm others. But also: don't harm yourself.

The way you speak to yourself after a hard class. The way you push past your limits when your body is asking to stop. The belief that you have to earn rest.

That's where the real practice is. Not in the poses in how you treat yourself when no one is watching.

What would change today if you applied Ahimsa to yourself?