I survived Sivananda TTC
Trip Start Nov 09, 2006
33Trip End Dec 21, 2006
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The Sivananda TTC (Teacher Training Course) has got to be the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. Every single day I had to remind myself why I was there and why I shouldn't just walk out of the ashram and back to my life...which I have decided is not so bad after all. The vegetarian diet I could handle. But four hours of chanting every single day...and I mean EVERY SINGLE DAY....was just too much for me. Doing 4 hours of yoga asana (postures) a day was an absolute killer. By the second day I could hardly walk, but then the pain started to gradually fade. After that I would wake up every day to discover which new part of my body hurt that day. Then the endless philosophy lectures
Then the pink eye broke out (conjunctivitis) and it spread like wild fire. At least half of the 185 students on the course got it. Then there were all sorts of forms of flu and cold going around. Tonsillitis.... Then about two of the students got bitten by dogs on the walks we would do around the dam. Physical, mental, spiritual challenges...they were there. And I survived them all! I will write in greater detail about the whole experience later because one entry is never going to be able to capture what it was really like.
It wasn't all doom and gloom though. I have made some amazing friends at the ashram and have suffered through each and every day with them. When one of us was down there was always someone there to pick us up. My body has become flexible in ways I never knew possible. I have become stronger and developed muscles that never existed before. I can do the headstand and hold it for about two minutes (really proud of that!!!). My will power has been strengthened big time!! But best of all....I can teach yoga!
I completed the final exam on day 28, Saturday 9th December and was awarded my certificate that evening. Then Sunday, I boarded a 20 hour train to Goa with a Greek friend of mine from the course, Georgios.....20 hours. Like we hadn't tortured ourselves enough with a month in an ashram, we went and subjected ourselves to that. The train wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. The mouse under the chair soon became our friend, but the cockroaches and all of their babies were not that pleasant to have crawling around, especially when you are trying to get some sleep. Thankfully the journey is behind us now and we have a beautiful beach to lie on and contemplate what we have just been through for the next 9 days. I intend on having far too many Kingfishers (beers) tonight and celebrating all of the comfort zones that I have successfully smashed to smithereens!!!!