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Introduction:

Embarking on a transformative journey from being a student to becoming a teacher is a remarkable experience. In the serene and spiritual land of Rishikesh, India, aspiring yogis can undergo a life-altering transformation through a 100-hour yoga teacher training program. Rishikesh, known as the “Yoga Capital of the World,” offers a unique environment for individuals seeking to deepen their yoga practice, gain a profound understanding of yogic philosophy, and acquire the skills needed to inspire others on their yoga journey. In this article, we will explore how a 100-hour yoga teacher training in Rishikesh can truly transform lives.

Immerse Yourself in Authentic Yogic Traditions:

Rishikesh, nestled in the foothills of the Himalayas, is renowned for its deep-rooted connection to yoga and spirituality. The city is home to numerous ancient ashrams and temples, making it an ideal location to delve into the authentic traditions of yoga. During a 100-hour yoga teacher training in Rishikesh, students have the opportunity to learn from experienced yogis who have dedicated their lives to the practice and teachings of yoga. By immersing yourself in this rich yogic heritage, you can gain a profound understanding of the ancient principles and philosophies that underpin the practice of yoga.

Deepen Your Personal Practice:

A 100-hour yoga teacher training in Rishikesh not only equips you with the knowledge and skills to teach yoga but also allows you to deepen your personal practice. Through daily asana, pranayama, and meditation sessions, you can explore various yoga techniques and advance your physical, mental, and spiritual capabilities. The serene environment of Rishikesh provides the perfect backdrop for self-reflection and self-discovery, enabling you to unlock your true potential as a yogi.

Learn the Art of Teaching:

Transitioning from a student to a teacher involves developing the art of teaching. In Rishikesh's yoga teacher training programs, you will receive comprehensive instruction on effective teaching methodologies, class sequencing, and hands-on adjustments. Experienced teachers will guide you in honing your communication skills, cultivating your unique teaching style, and creating a safe and inclusive space for your future students. Through practical teaching exercises and feedback sessions, you will gain confidence and the ability to share your knowledge with others.

Connect with a Global Yoga Community:

Attending a 100-hour yoga teacher training in Rishikesh allows you to connect with like-minded individuals from around the world. In this vibrant and diverse community, you can build lasting friendships, exchange ideas, and collaborate with fellow yogis. The connections formed during the training often extend beyond the program, providing a supportive network that can inspire and motivate you throughout your yoga journey.

Discover a Fulfilling Career Path:

Completing a 100-hour yoga teacher training in Rishikesh opens up a world of opportunities for a fulfilling career in the field of yoga. As the demand for qualified yoga teachers continues to grow globally, the skills and knowledge gained in Rishikesh can serve as a solid foundation for your teaching career. Whether you dream of leading classes in your local community, hosting retreats, or even traveling the world as a yoga instructor, the training equips you with the tools to manifest your aspirations.

Conclusion:

Embarking on a 100-hour yoga teacher training in Rishikesh is a transformative journey that can profoundly impact your life. Through immersing yourself in authentic yogic traditions, deepening your personal practice, learning the art of teaching, connecting with a global yoga community, and discovering a fulfilling career path.

Today being what it is, I wanted to make a special post.
I want to talk to you all about some of the EMOTION behind filing, as we primarily deal with the practical side of things.
This is a long post (I was a Journalist in the military), but it taps into something quite a few of us go through or have gone through, especially those who file for mental health related issues.
I want to start with the process of filing a claim itself.
IMO it’s made intentionally complicated. There’s a good word for it - ‘obfuscation.’ The intention behind this is to prevent Veterans from completing their claims or even STARTING them because they’ve heard how difficult it can be. Particularly, when you consider the mental barriers we have to overcome.
If the process took on a face, I imagine they’d look like Vogons from Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy (as pictured), and starting a claim looks something like this -
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“NEXT IN LINE! Hey there, filing for disability? Here’s what you have to do; file this paperwork, you have this amount of time, you’ll need to gather and provide your own evidence. Once you do and you’ve submitted it, you’ll need to go through a series of legal/medical appts we’ll setup for you, using only our providers of course. If you get all of that done in time, we’ll review your package. It’s all online bud. I’m sure you’ll figure it out. Be sure to read our policies and procedures, understand them and act accordingly, because any mistake of any size will likely result in disqualification or a much lower rating. Our team of highly specialized bureaucrats will review your claim, insuring you completed it exactly to specification, which I’m sure you will have despite never having attempted it before. Cheer up bud, it’s only a never-ending ribbon of red tape you’re cutting through. Hell, it might even be fun right!? It’s not like anything major is on the line.’
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‘Why are you still standing there? Is this difficult for you to understand or something? You do understand me right? What do you mean you have a hard time revisiting your trauma? Just write it all down! Don’t forget to use key words, oops shouldn’t have mentioned that never mind. Heh. Geez you big baby, that was a joke, I mean not really but I’m laughing! By the way, we’re going to need personal statements regarding your trauma from anyone around back then that can collaborate your story, otherwise, what are we even doing here? Am I right? Heh. I’m sure you can track them down, and I’m sure they’ll be willing to provide their statements for you. What do you mean you’re struggling just to get by and basic things are hard for you? Weren’t you in the military? Suck it up buttercup. God you have so many excuses. Look, can’t you see we’ve made this as simple as possible?! I don’t hear anyone else complaining! Move along now. NEXT IN LINE!’
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Let me tell you my journey to collecting disability -
I knew I had a problem, I wanted to go to the VA, I even MOVED into an apartment across the street from the VA thinking that proximity would be the push I needed to help me get there. A year went by with me doing nothing but staring at it their walls.
I’m not sure if I ever would have gone in on my own if it wasn’t for one fateful day where… I got lucky you could say.. sort of.
I was dropping off my GF at her work, which was just up the street, we got into a big fight. I yelled at her, slammed the car door several times. Unfortunately, this was typical behavior for me back then. I was a mean-spirited and sensitive piece of shit. I often flipped off the handle. So I stormed away from the car and walked home, which was of course, past the VA. After explosions like that, anger and rage gradually turns to a numbness for me, and I’m left with crippling intrusive self-deprecating thoughts. Walking down the sidewalk, approaching the main entrance to the VA, those thoughts congealed into one incessant voice -
‘This is it, if you walk by now, you’ll never go in and face your shit. Your life will be consumed by the violence in you that’s only getting worse. Do you love her? Do you want to keep hurting her? Hurting people? Go inside you chicken piece of shit. What’s wrong with you? DO IT!’
And even still, I almost walked by. But I stumbled, and slowed, and watched as my feet seemed to change direction on their own. I walked in, got processed, and was seeing a therapist within 30 minutes. I was so numb my body was buzzing. I have absolutely no memory of any conversation.
But I’d made it into the system, and I learned about filing for disability. And eventually I summoned up enough courage to put in my intent to file. I went to the VA’s group therapy and their two weeks of in-patient therapy. A psychiatrist put me on anti-depressants. Things only got worse though. Another year went by and having not followed up and submitted any paperwork, I lost my original intent to file date. So I filed again. And guess what? ANOTHER year went by with me doing nothing. Meanwhile, my mental health just continued to get worse.
What stopped me? I didn’t want to relive the trauma. I just didn’t want to do it. I didn’t want to ask for help either.
Later, I’d find out this is common. That it takes on average seven years after EOS for Veterans to file a mental health disability claim. I hit that statistic on the number. Fuckin’ eh. It’s also common for your mental health to suffer when you first start getting help for it. So much shit I didn’t know.
And this doesn’t even factor how much more complicated I know things can be if you also have physical impairments to deal with.
In a way, I wish all I did have was physical impairments. Those at least are compensated from EOS. PTSD? Nah, the system takes advantage of those seven years it takes us to go in.. IF we go in. The VA says, they’re not responsible for those lost years, that’s on us. I can’t imagine how much more difficult it would be if I was missing an arm or a leg, but I gotta think I’d of gone to the VA a lot sooner if that were the case.
I KNOW about barriers, about feeling overwhelmed, about the hardship in revisiting trauma. About being vulnerable enough to ask others to help you file your claim.
I hear people say - ‘Oh just go see the VSO or DAV or any number of organizations who will help you through this process!’ Yeah, okay.
But what happens when you do? All too often you discover how swamped they are, how their efficacy ranges dramatically depending on what State/Region they’re in and who they have working/volunteering in their offices at the time. You’ll find you still have to do most of the work yourself, you’ll still have to push them to get it done. You’ll still have to check they’re doing it right. Some folks get lucky, they get good agents. You’ll hear about them, but don’t expect it and don’t for a second think that’s the norm.
I know about the guilt and shame, the self-hatred of not being strong enough, of thinking you’re broken, of being your own worst enemy. The confusion, questioning how much of this is you projecting, and how much of it is the system itself. When you have mental health issues, it’s all too easy to blame yourself.
The unbridled anger throughout.
I know about the fear of confrontation. Of going back to the same institution that’s responsible for your struggles to begin with. The insanity of expecting anything when you’re the one holding out your hand.
Of feeling like an imposter, that asking for help is condemning someone else who needs the support more than you do. Of not wanting to single yourself out as the ‘weakest-link.’
Facing that stoicism and brainwashing which served you well in service, that you now have to breakdown and overcome at least in part, so you can complete the process and stand up for what you deserve.
Of hearing from Veterans who you know have issues are still clinging to that warped sense of stoicism, too afraid to make a claim themself, living in denial. And worse, disparaging those who do seek help as being weak and taking advantage of the system - mooching social services.
They’ll point out and disparage the people in Vetransbenefits, fluff up their feathers and chirp about them cheating the system. If you don’t know them IRL, you can go see them over in Veterans. They’ll talk ad-nauseam about how unfair it is when they see someone get rated, and how their actions hurts us all!
Completely unaware how transparent they are, how we can all see what they really want is for us to convince them that it’s okay for them to get help themselves. They’ll project all kinds of toxic shit. And while the rest of us have the courage to move forward, they’ll continue to be stuck in their past.
You may face any or all of this. You may even face more. This path is unique to us all.
For me, walking it was harder than anything I faced in service.
What got me through it was this sub, hearing others stories like mine, the fear of losing myself, and the pain left behind from friends who took their own lives.
I was already a statistic. I wasn’t about to become another one. I was already chewed up by the right arm of the big green machine, and I’m not about to let its left arm finish me off.
And neither should you.
You’ve got us. Keep coming here and asking questions, sharing what you’re going through. You’re not alone. You never were. Many of us know quite well how to navigate those moving parts and are more than willing to shoulder the load with you.
Just the other day I had a conversation with another Vet I met on here living on the other side of the country. I learned quite a bit.
It never fails to surprise me how many folks go out of their way in service to others, and it reminds me of the better times in the military.
So if you’re new, stick around. If you’re suffering, speak up. We got you.
Thanks guys.