TRUTH: These are the thoughts that run through my head on a daily basis...
"Why did that person say my yoga class was awesome? I'm sure they are lying."
"What the hell was that class? Everyone hated it."
And you know why I have these thoughts? My teachers, the ones who inspired me to become a teacher have that "it" factor. I know, deep down, I have it. I know people see it. The instructors I admire are themselves, they are genuine, they bring something amazing to the table. All of them unique. Strong, role models for women. Comparing my 3 years of teaching to teachers with a decade or more of teaching and life experience is never a good thing.
3 Reasons Why I Validate the Self Doubt:
1. I am dyslexic. It is freakin' hard to remember which leg was raised first or what side we just did, especially if I am facing the class. I feel like dyslexia comes with word flubbing. I am so far ahead in my thoughts, that I'll say two words at once. I've gotten pretty good at laughing it off and LOVE when people in class have a sense of humor...hint hint
2. Vertigo (dizziness, feeling hungover without drinking, world . A lot. If I'm in table top and I look at the mat, my world starts spinning. Not all the time, but enough to keep looking forward and not down. But I know that if I can keep on going, keep on keepin' on, I will inspire others with this stupid balancing disorder.
3. Self- doubt. I can already feel the heavy shoulders and the thoughts churning around in my mind. "I'm not good enough." This one is a toughy. Self doubt can set you back SO FAR! Far enough that you will never do what you're meant to because YOU get in the way. I know, because I am one of those people. Every day when my mind tries to convince me of my suckiness, I think about it and find reasons why I AM good enough. Some days it works and some days it doesn't. But it's better than not trying. Am I right?
Do you have self doubt? Here are 3 things I try:
1. Reverse the doubt and turn it into confidence.
2. Do it any way.
3. Talk to friends about it. Talk to people you admire.
Breathe.
"Why did that person say my yoga class was awesome? I'm sure they are lying."
"What the hell was that class? Everyone hated it."
And you know why I have these thoughts? My teachers, the ones who inspired me to become a teacher have that "it" factor. I know, deep down, I have it. I know people see it. The instructors I admire are themselves, they are genuine, they bring something amazing to the table. All of them unique. Strong, role models for women. Comparing my 3 years of teaching to teachers with a decade or more of teaching and life experience is never a good thing.
3 Reasons Why I Validate the Self Doubt:
1. I am dyslexic. It is freakin' hard to remember which leg was raised first or what side we just did, especially if I am facing the class. I feel like dyslexia comes with word flubbing. I am so far ahead in my thoughts, that I'll say two words at once. I've gotten pretty good at laughing it off and LOVE when people in class have a sense of humor...hint hint
2. Vertigo (dizziness, feeling hungover without drinking, world . A lot. If I'm in table top and I look at the mat, my world starts spinning. Not all the time, but enough to keep looking forward and not down. But I know that if I can keep on going, keep on keepin' on, I will inspire others with this stupid balancing disorder.
3. Self- doubt. I can already feel the heavy shoulders and the thoughts churning around in my mind. "I'm not good enough." This one is a toughy. Self doubt can set you back SO FAR! Far enough that you will never do what you're meant to because YOU get in the way. I know, because I am one of those people. Every day when my mind tries to convince me of my suckiness, I think about it and find reasons why I AM good enough. Some days it works and some days it doesn't. But it's better than not trying. Am I right?
Do you have self doubt? Here are 3 things I try:
1. Reverse the doubt and turn it into confidence.
2. Do it any way.
3. Talk to friends about it. Talk to people you admire.
Breathe.
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