Learning to Live with Fear: Lessons from Death, Yoga and Martial Arts

Learning to Live with Fear: Lessons from Death, Yoga and Martial Arts

By Angela Meyer, Lead Yoga Teacher Trainer, Yoga & Self Defense Instructor at Yoga Heights I have hated fear most my life. Since I haven’t been able to get rid of it, I learned to be intimate instead. I remember writing a poem when I was in second grade about the monsters in my closet.  They would lurk in the middle of the night.  I would wake, feel the soulful terror, and with barefoot little feet, run across the house to my parents bed.  I sprinted that “wee hour sojourn” for many years, until I got kicked out and had to face the closet monsters alone. I didn’t know what I was so afraid of, but the fear felt real and anciently terrifying. Monsters in the closet were not the only phenomena that rattled my bones with fear, so did people. Lunch time was the worst, sitting with my lunchbox, looking straight ahead or down so no one would see me. Not eating crunchy food because it was too loud and may draw the attention of others. I wanted to be invisible. I had imaginary friends. I felt existentially alone and learned to live with that feeling.My greatest joy was before school, after school, on the weekends, running barefoot through the thick grass in my South Texas backyard. Jumping on the swing that was my saving grace.  I would spend hours in my own world, flying back and forth, long pig tails, finally free from the terror of being in the “people-centric” jungle. I went to college and played soccer, I lived in the favelas of Brazil, working at...
Meet Cameron and Greer: two Yogis who dreamed up something delicious – and delivered.

Meet Cameron and Greer: two Yogis who dreamed up something delicious – and delivered.

by Amy Rizzotto, E-RYT & Co-Owner of Yoga Heights   On a recent trip to Charleston, I did what I always do when I travel – wake up, find a yoga studio to try, take a class and chat with the teacher afterwards. As a studio owner and yoga teacher, I love seeing what yogis in other cities are up to and drawing inspiration from what they’re putting out to the world. While Community Yoga Charleston could in itself be the subject of this blog post, it’s a post-class conversation and where it led me that I want to share. As I was talking to the teacher of a sweaty morning class, I was telling her that two former DC-dwellers – one a former yoga teacher at YHDC and one a former teacher trainee of Owner Jess Pierno – had moved to the area to open a cute little cafe. “Harbinger?” I asked (butchering the pronunciation with my dormant Massachusetts accent). “Oh, my goodness, I’ve heard it’s amazing. I’ve been dying to go!” the teacher replied. Two others lingering in the studio’s communal space chimed in, emphasizing this sentiment. My heart soared to think of a time, roughly two years ago, when Cameron (Jess’ former teacher trainee) and I sat down and she expressed her concept for a cool and welcoming cafe in Charleston, asking questions about how it went for Jess and I opening YHDC. She was so excited by the idea of it and here she had actually done it! With Greer (a former YHDC teacher with crazy good culinary skills) by her side, the dream had...