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Endings in Guatemala
“Better late than never. Or whatever.” – A bunch of people say this all the time 2024 Prologue Let’s first take a moment to reset. I traveled to Guatemala and first drafted this post in 2019 and updated it in 2020 after I had returned home from my travels, following a few months of adjustment back into adulting. I updated it again in 2022 reflecting on the massive changes in my life and the world feeling the impacts of a global pandemic. These thoughts and insights are a moment in the history of things that I would like to keep some record of for myself if nothing else. I wrote…
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Yoga Teacher Graduation
“We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.” — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Last Week of Yoga Training The third week of yoga teacher training in Guatemala is testing week. Everyone in the training had to teach a one hour class during the week and take a written exam at the end of the week on Friday before (hopefully) graduating on Saturday. As the usual, we still had a 90 minute yoga class with Doron each morning. Every once in awhile, if the group looked particularly exhausted, he would go easy on us with a slower, less strenuous…
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I’m Gonna be a Yoga Teacher
“Life is not what happened to you but what you remember and how you remember it to retell it.” — Gabriel García Márquez Get me to the Shala on Time Yoga training. Guatemala. Here we go. I left Antigua on the arduous trek to Lake Atitlan, the location of my yoga teacher training. I’ve spent enough time relaxing and eating while traveling, it’s time to Yoga. Three hours on a shuttle bus that ran 45 minutes late, and a long walk with a heavy backpack later, and I’m waiting at the dock in Panajachel, a.k.a. Pana. Pana is one of the larger towns on Lake Atitlan, and the one connected to…
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Last Stop: Guatemala
“When you’re traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don’t have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road.” – -William Least Heat Moon Back on a Plane After two months stateside, I left the US in early April for my last foreign destination of this year of travel: Guatemala. I’d be lying if I didn’t say it felt bittersweet leaving the US this time. After spending two months at home, I expected to be excited to jump on a plane for one last passport stamp. When I was home, I felt a lot of life stresses coming back. But I also felt…
