Recently, a few of my old yoga photos popped up around Facebook. I couldn’t help but be taken aback at how much weight I’ve put on since then. As such, the past few days made me feel a little insecure about my role as a yoga teacher. After all, shouldn’t you walk your talk? I’ve received the whole “you’re the teacher?” spiel many times after an initial meeting and while I have worked on that issue just as many times, every now and then that little bit whisper of doubt comes to mind.
But then today, I was reminded by someone who used to take my class, that I am walking my talk. I don’t have to wear a size 2 to be able to do that. Finding peace and making amends with who I am right now is what matters. This doesn’t mean I shouldn’t work on making myself healthy, but it means I need to love my body for what it can do, how it can do it and what it presents. And through loving my body, I can begin to make better choices that will allow me to become a (borrowing the words of theinclusive yoga studios I am so fortunate to be part of — Yogaplus) happy, healthy and better human being.
As such I’ve decided to stop calling myself a fat yoga teacher/practitioner. I’m a yogi, that’s it.
For this, I am grateful.