These are the lovely ladies with whom I spent the first weekend of August at the Hoop Girl Level Two Teacher Training in San Francisco. Just four days shy of my first ‘hoopiversary’, I began the intensive three-day training. I’d taken the Level One Teacher Training in September 2009, less than a month after getting my first hoop. It isn’t normally like me to dive head first into things for which I know I’m not prepared but my passion for hoop dance has changed all of that.
So, here I was, once again, stomach in a knot, looking around the long table at the other women who appeared so calm and composed, afraid I was in way over my head. As far as the teaching aspect of the training, I felt prepared and excited to learn more. I love teaching hoop dance and know how to communicate, encourage and inspire others to reach beyond where they are to what they are capable of attaining. My ability to learn the moves concerned me. Deeply. Unlike the Level One moves that I teach in my current classes, these are complex–often combining two or three moves in smooth, rapid succession. Yikes! Not only that, there are thirty-five of them! “Not to worry,” Hoop Girl founder, Christabel Zamor, (seated in the middle in the purple top) had assured me, “the training includes a master class in which I will teach you the moves. It’s fine that you don’t already know them all.”
The training was intense and I learned far more than I’d have guessed, going in… about hoop dance, about teaching and about myself. I will be working on executing and polishing the moves for some time, just as I did after the Level One Teacher Training. However, I know now that I can learn them. Most of them, anyway. At least well enough to teach others to do them when the time comes.
Over those three days I stretched a long way out of my comfort zone and found myself back in what the Buddhist’s call ‘beginner mind’. I came away with a fresh appreciation for the challenges of new hoop dancers. As much as I have learned in my life, one of the most important things is that none of us really arrive. There is always more to learn. Particularly about the things for which we have a passion. When we are doing the thing that ignites that spark within us there is nothing that is too difficult or too much work. The inner fire propels us forward like rocket fuel for the soul. I’ll have more of that, please.