Troy’s teachings and guidance have helped me create a practice that I cherish and I’ve loved every uncomfortable minute of it.
The time spent in practice over the last year has changed my life and helped me reconnect to god and a path of spiritual inquiry that I had lost sight of.
I cannot tell you how grateful and thankful I am for these teachings and wisdom.
I was instantly hooked on Troy’s style of yoga after following just a few of his videos and felt inspired to reach out and do privates online. Troy made me feel like I was a long-time student and I developed a deeper understanding of yoga every week.
As a silver lining of the quarantine last year, my practice advanced with early morning zoom sessions out of Trinidad all summer. Who would believe that yoga could be practiced this way!
I go to sleep Sunday nights looking forward to Monday morning practice, and couldn’t design a better way to start the week – physically or mentally.
Even after three years of yoga in Los Angeles with many teachers, I’ve never met someone with so much passion and skill for teaching. Troy’s love of yoga and dedication to breathing is literally infectious.
I go beyond and my practice becomes what I think yoga is meant to be – spiritual.
Beyond Yoga is amazing for any practitioner no matter what your prior experience is. When my local studio closed, I joined Jade and Troy for a virtual membership and now practice online with them 3 x a week. It has truly been a life-changing experience for my mind and body!
They are very welcoming and helpful to newcomers. Classes are challenging but offer levels for all to participate.
The teachers are fantastic: knowledgeable, effective, kind, and really make me feel like I’m in the room, so much so that I sometimes forget that I’m not with them! As long as a virtual membership is offered, I’ll have one! They genuinely care about each and every person who steps foot onto their mat.
I can take this one in a few directions but let’s keep it simple. We are all here to learn specific things, if we had it all figured out, we probably would not be in a physical body.
For us to learn, we have to go through the curriculum, and each one of us has a different curriculum to navigate. This means we will experience loss, hurt, betrayal, pain, and even suffering; Sometimes at the hands of the people we love and admire most. There are times when we will be wronged, and times when we will be the wrongdoers. We will not always know better, and even when we do, it doesn’t mean we will always act accordingly.
Then there are moments when we will be blinded by our privileged, our narratives, and our sense of entitlement, while other times when we may be scared by our experiences and conditioning.
If our curriculum involves learning understanding, forgiveness, compassion, resilience, faith and love; then we will not only experience situations that give us the opportunity to learn these things but we will also need to know ingorance, pain, failure, humility, patience, guilt, shame, and defeat. Sometimes we will need to be broken so we can be rebuilt, and help rebuild others as well.
With all of this said, not only are we here to learn and go through the curriculum but so is everyone else. This means that we are part of their curriculum, and much of the time, our mistakes, shortcomings, hurt and pain are not only about our growth, but we are setting the stage for the growth of others as well.
Our approach towards the mistakes and ‘wrongdoing’ of others often involves all this anger, resentment, and talk of revenge' and karmic payback. While the misalignments of our society must be highlighted and addressed so we can learn from then, we should also approach mistakes and wrongdoing with honor and resepct; there is something for us to learn besides our desire to impart punishment and judgment on ourselves or others.
What brought me out of the darkness on day 3? Still landing, this post can’t even glimpse it, but I’ll try.
The voice of the mind is concerned with our identity & place in the world, the intuition of the heart is where God speaks to us. When immersed in uncomfortable situations, our identity can feel threatened, & the mind spirals into fear & anxiety. A pattern I’m familiar with, but adding darkness to the mix was beyond what I imagined & brought rise to a darkness within me that was heavier than I had ever felt.
I prayed it would end, that time would disappear, & I would walk out victorious on day 10. Meanwhile, many of my loved ones prayed that God would give me whatever Insight I needed and get me out of there ASAP. - I believe he did exactly that.
On night 3, a dream guided me to my pranayama practice (breathwork). Later that morning, amidst a spiral of fear, I got to my mat. During that practice, my mind went silent, and my heart came through strong - it led me to leave the room & there was no questioning it.
A lot happened in those 3 days & it’ll take time to process, but I want to mention the ongoing fear of disappointing my community; that walking out early would mean I wasn’t strong enough & would let people down. That was my Ego keeping me in the room, and I realized it was my Ego that led me to the darkness in the first place—chasing an experience, longing to glimpse something I could share with everyone, something that may set me apart. - Thing is, I don’t want to be apart.
Our Egos infiltrate the journey of ‘realization,’ and we obsess with practices & experiences. We sit in silence/darkness for 10 days, meditate, study scriptures, seek psychedelic experiences, and partake in rituals. The mind makes us believe this is ‘the work/the path’ - None of it represents or is a sign of spiritual advancement.
There is no measure of spiritual ‘awakening/enlightenment’ other than seeing & serving God in the eyes of every human being, without exception. We say there are many paths to God, but there is only one; it may look different, but there is only one path, and that path is LOVE.
That’s all. It’s really simple. Lose yourself in Love.
I know some of you are eager to hear about all that I took away from the darkness in 3 days. I didn’t stay 10 days as intended, but I stayed long enough and was gifted what I needed. You’re gonna have to wait for details though. For now I leave you with this nugget.
“There is always light in the darkness, sometimes we just don’t sit in the dark long enough to see it, or maybe it came in a different color or shade than we hoped.”
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Who am I? Sometimes I think I know, but the truth is that I’m pretty clueless. This photo by @___laurastevens___ recently showed me parts of myself I had never before seen. Tonight I embark on a journey of 10 solitary days in complete physical darkness to see if there is any more of me hiding behind the noise of our world. Why?
Not a short answer, but consider everything we believe ourselves to be is in relation to the external world. Our physical body, opinions, beliefs, religion, careers, lifestyle, role… Everything that defines us as individuals describes how we interact or fit in with the world around us. Furthermore, society places labels and ideologies on us, and we are told this is who we are; for the most part, we believe it. We claim ourselves to be many things; white, black, gay, straight, male, mother, catholic, hard-working, honest, republican...etc. But without any point of reference to draw comparison, these things don’t even exist. If we seek to know who we are, it would make sense to remove the external world & go inside. Who are we then?
While I cherish & appreciate the human experience in all its glory, I can’t accept that we are merely physical beings in a physical world. Beneath the physical, everyone and everything is Spirit. And believe it or not, that Spirit came out of the darkness before bringing forth light. We often think of darkness as ‘evil or bad,’ but consider that darkness is the womb of creation. Before there was light, all was one within the epic void of nothingness; light was born out of the darkness.
It is with eager hesitation & humility that I surrender myself & all that I believe myself to be.
I have no idea who or what I am going to encounter in the darkness, but I do know that I will meet my mind in all its glory, be called to tame my ego, and come heart to heart with God, maybe even glimpse just one of his million faces. One thing for sure is that the man who walks out of that room will not be the same one that walked in. The scariest thing about it is that I really love the man that is walking into that room, but I know I will love the man that walks out as well.
See you in the light. Send highest vibrations.
Hope is a beautiful thing, don’t get me wrong, but Hope and Faith are NOT interchangeable. At the elementary level hope implies an element of doubt, anxiety, worry, and is generally directed towards our desires and dreams. Faith is far bigger than hopes and dreams, and also carries an unwavering confidence and knowing.
Let’s drop a pin here and acknowledge that a belief in God or religion is not a prerequisite for anyone to have faith. On the contrary, faith comes first. It is due to one’s faith that we can even entertain the idea of God. In other words, consider that faith is an absolute knowing that we are part of something bigger than ourselves and that there is some force or intelligence guiding us, protecting us, and holding us close, even when we are face down in the mud.
Faith is what picks us up when our hope and dreams have been shattered and nothing appears to be going our way. Having faith is not the belief that we can manifest everything we desire or predict the future, it is understanding that there is an intelligence that dreams bigger than we do and has to consider things we may not yet understand. Faith is willing to risk failure because it understands that is part of the process.
To have faith is to show up with absolute commitment even when it’s hard and uncomfortable. With that said, faith is also having the courage to turn your life around, trust your intuition, and step into the unknown. Faith is bigger than our hopes and dreams, it is that constant whisper throughout all of the human experience that says, “Trust the process, trust the process, trust the process. You may fall, but I got you. Trust the process.”
The world at times can be heavy and appear to be in shambles. Sometimes its hard to see where we are heading or whats gonna come of it all, but Trust The Process. All we got to do is show up, do the best that you can, and trust.
I’ve always seen teacher training as a sacred experience and wanted to be sure I was ready. It took 15+ years of teaching, practice, and study even to consider facilitating the journey for anyone else. I still have no words for what occurred, but I will try.
I didn’t want to simple teach the art of sharing yoga in the form of postures and practices. None of that makes much sense to me if we are not committed to being better humans, getting over ourselves, and embodying a limitless and almost inconceivable love. To use the practice of yoga as a tool to quiet our minds and nurture a unique and intimate relationship with whatever divine agency we relate to, then to see that everywhere.
I wasn’t sure how it would play out, but I was going to give it everything and pray it was enough. We created a space where strangers became family, a space of introspection and inquiry, and a space of vulnerability and courage. On day one, they were thrown into the fire to teach, and on day two, they gazed into one another's souls in uncomfortable silence. After that, all we had to do was show up and trust; the rest was divinely orchestrated magic.
The experience was not only transformational for everyone else, but I was clearly going through my S&#t as well. I decided this would be my last teacher training, then that I would stop teaching yoga altogether, then thought maybe I’d just disappear. That’s when Spirit would move through the room and gently kiss the back of my neck, whispering, “Are you seeing this? Enough with the emotional chatter; Get over yourself; We have work to do.”
Many have asked how it went? Let's just say that I couldn’t have imagined or dreamed this experience up. The tears that streamed down my face at the end of their first class would have been enough, but they dissolved conditioning and narratives, overcame emotional pain, and challenged the very idea of who they thought they were. What more could I hope for?
I’m still processing the experience, but I have been transformed in many ways and would be surprised if any one of us didn’t feel the same.
A necessary reminder for sure. It seems that these days we are all caught up in wanting to be healers, but remember that healers must first commit to do the work to be healed themselves, and it is an ongoing process, the work is never done.
In the middle of holding space for a teacher training so can’t muster too much more for this caption but will leave this right here.
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