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Last week was an interesting one for me. Growing Yogis hosted our first week-long camp. I had the blessing of spending time with seventeen children between the ages of 4 and 10, fifteen of which were girls. The pretense was a week outside discovering nature and crafting along the way. No yoga just quality outside time. I was prepared for a long, intense week and instead what I found was an amazing adventure in the great outdoors.


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A couple months ago, after discovering some great websites dedicated to
returning kids to the childhood I experienced of playing outside all day, with
little supervision and lots of imagination, I stumbled upon a great book: The
Last Child in the Woods, by Richard Louv.  Louv connects ‘nature deficiency’ in children with the growing childhood obesity epidemic, as well as the increasing rate of ADHD diagnoses, and adolescent anxiety. This struck a chord with me. Who doesn’t feel better after a long walk, or sitting in the grass and watching the clouds float by? As a society we have removed our children from unplanned outside time by plugging them into ipads and hours of after school activities. And, yes, I do acknowledge that I am one of those after school activities. We rarely send our children outside unsupervised because of our fear of what, or who, might be out there lurking behind a tree. And thus, Nature Arts Camp, was born.

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Instead of turning children loose into the wilderness, I experienced it with them. Watching, but not hovering. Guiding exploration with encouragement. Letting discovery unfold, even if it meant being ok with the snakes, black flies and ticks, and minding my tongue about the thought of leeches in the thick, oozy black mud that they were intent on scooping up handfuls of to build their fairy houses. I’m not sure who learned more during the course of the week, me or them.


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In all the activities I had planned, the only resource that turned out to be necessary was the stream that winds its way through the woods behind our house.  With the temperature at 86 degrees on the first day of camp, pants were rolled up, shoes removed and the fun began. Fighting the urge to issue reminders about being careful, I was amazed to watch my usually tender footed friends, climb up the waterfall rocks barefoot. I witnessed a four year old move rocks almost his own weight, out of the way to look under them for all things slimy ,and make the stream “better and deeper”. The social butterfly, who is rarely seen without a best friend, or two, or three, spent time on her own, crafting the perfect fairy house. My ultra-cool, queen bee, fourth graders joined with second graders to cross logs and scale rocks. The non-hikers hiked for two hours, carrying their own supplies. Leaders emerged from a group of followers. I sat with a girl as she worked on sewing her bird, made of scraps of fabric, while she unloaded about the troubles she has at school with her friends. I’ve spent countless hours with this child in the past and we never got as deep into conversation as we did sitting in the woods sewing while her cohorts explored around us. The woods will do that, open your mind and loosen your tongue. 

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Of course not everything was serene and idyllic. One friend, who shall remain nameless for the purpose of this story, got stuck so deep in the muck we almost had to leave her boot behind. Who would have guessed that all those hours I had spent teaching what it means to flex our feet in yoga class helped the boot stay on her foot as we worked her out of the mud. Five minutes later she then stuck that same foot through a rotten log while trying to cross a stream, and sank in up to her thigh. We pulled about 27, 000 ticks off each other, despite careful applications of insect repellant. One friend got stranded on a rock and had to be helped down. There were countless scraped knees requiring band-aids, and Ms. Darcey messed up the instructions on the tie-dye kit, making everything come out purple. But through it all everyone had a smile on their face (most of the time). There were no fights. No squabbles about fairness. Decisions were made by vote and that good, old stand-by ‘Rock-Paper-Scissors’.


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On the last day of camp we left the woods behind and headed to the beach. Sitting in the sun watching these marvelous girls frolic in the frigid Maine waves, I had a chance to think on the blessings that were given to me over the course of the week. I learned so much more from these extraordinary little people than I had ever thought possible.  Connecting with a child through nature is a powerful thing. Each night when grown-ups came to collect their children they asked if I was exhausted. And I was. I was in bed early every night. I
slept for hours on Saturday. But I would not have traded a minute of it.  Watching the kids make new connections about their world, themselves, and each other, outside of a classroom, was a gift.  I’ve already started planning our next camp and can’t wait to do it again.


 
 
We are a soccer family. Sometime in the last few years some sort of shift happened and I realized that I was driving a mini-van with a foldable chair and Tupperware dish of orange slices in the back. Suddenly I was SOCCER MOM. Didn’t really see it coming, although I have friends who will disagree with that statement. They apparently saw it coming years ago. Part of our soccer-mindedness comes from Coach Dad. Before we had our own kids my husband coached soccer, basketball and baseball (this was probably a clue to those friends of mine, now that I think about it). Anyway, it was only natural that he coached our daughter when she was old enough. Most of the time it works pretty well for our family.

Sometimes though I run into some trouble meshing Soccer Mom with Yoga Teacher. Soccer Mom tries to stay out of the team’s business, leaving the coaching to the coaches, but Yoga Teacher Me cringes each and every time I see a coach (Coach Dad included) fail to warm up their players before practices and games. It is so important for muscles, especially developing muscles to ease in. Warming up prevents injury, plain and simple. Warming up the muscles creates blood flow which prepares the muscles for the exercise to come. This works to prevent strain. Coach Dad can tell you that he recently learned this lesson the hard way. Warming up also cues the brain to get in the games. Our bodies build muscle memory fairly quickly. If we practice the same sort of warm up each time we prepare for aerobic activity we are cueing the brain as well as our bodies, of what’s coming. This is particularly helpful with kids. Kids thrive on ritual. It is really important for them to have a predictable series of events. Warm ups serve as a transition between on and off the field. Warm ups cue the brain that its time for sports now, creating a more focused athlete.

Most coaches in our area are not paid for their time. They do go through a basic training of sorts, but it simply can’t cover everything. The ones who do warm up their teams, may know why they are doing it but not always the best way to go about it (no offense to the fabulous coaches out there who know exactly what they are doing all of the time). Here is where the yoga comes in, I know you were waiting for it. Yoga can target the specific areas of the body that are most prone to injury or overuse on the field or court. Sports can create an imbalance by over-strengthening one area of the body. Yoga can help to equalize the unbalanced areas. Yoga builds flexibility giving the muscles a better range of motion which again, prevents strain on the body. Yoga is an opportunity for athletes to build muscle memory to complement their chosen sport, outside of the competition that comes with it. In addition, the meditative qualities of a regular yoga practice, along with breathing techniques can work to focus an athlete and lessen any pre-game jitters. Pro-athletes are adding yoga to their training because yoga enhances their game.

The fall athletic season is fast approaching. Most teams will start practices within a few short weeks. If your child is playing a sport this fall, talk with the coach about warming up at every practice and before every game. And then thank them for volunteering their time. If you, or your coaches, are looking for ideas on the best way to incorporate warming up(and cooling down) into the program give a shout out. We’d love to help. Yoga is for everyone, after all, athletes included. If you’d like you child to learn more about the right way to warm up for his or her sport consider registering for our Sports Stretch Clinic on August 6th.

If not, maybe I’ll see you on the soccer field this fall. I’ll be the lady in the yoga pants passing out oranges.

 
 
You've probably already heard the news. Growing Yogis is moving to its very own space soon. Really soon.  Our last classes in our current locations will be May 23rd and then it's off to our new studio (other than the Kennebunk preschoolers at Nataraja School of Yoga, that class will stay where it is.)
Our new studio will be located at 935 Main St., in Waterboro.  We'll be sharing a home with Always and Forever Florist and Rings Crossing Natural Foods. 

There are many intentions behind this move. The first and biggest is that Growing Yogis needs to grow.  I was swayed from my original plan for a few months. The glory of the coast called to me, and I was pulled away.  It took a few months and serious conversations to get back on track. When I began teaching yoga it was important to me to be able to offer options in my community.  As a mom who lives in semi-rural Maine, I greatly dislike travelling to Biddeford, Sanford, Portland and, yes, Kennebunk, to find activities for my kids. And, with gas prices what they are...... well, who can afford to drive anymore?  Not that there aren't a few great programs already in place. Swim is offered for preschoolers and toddlers at Massabesic Health Resources. Gymnastics and art through Waterboro Parks and Rec. Dance is offered through The Konservatoriet Dance Studio, where I was lucky enough to teach my kid's yoga classes for the last year.  I can personally say that these are great options for kids, so I'm not looking to compete, just to offer something else.  While we're here on this topic of places that offer great programming, I'd like to acknowledge Peggy Greer, owner of Anam Cara Studio in Alfred, who was the first teacher that made yoga click for me. Thanks, Peggy. 

Another driving force for me is that our school budget is dwindling each year. As our superintendent said in a budget meeting last year, we are no longer looking at the best educational scenario, there is no money for best. We are simply working with what we have to provide our kids with a basic education.  As this happens families will need to supplement where they can.  This is one of those gaps Growing Yogis can help fill.  It takes a village and all of that business.  In addition to yoga for the whole family, I'd like to provide a setting for other educational enrichment opportunities for our kids, without breaking the bank, or driving twenty miles.  Foreign languages, creative arts, book groups and playgroups tops the list.  If you have other ideas please share them. 

The plans for expansion will begin with more yoga, for more people, at more times that work, on more days.  Again, suggestions are welcome. Pricing has changed to make yoga more accessible to more families.  Our new pricing structure is designed to encourage adults to come to more than one class a week.  A healthy, happy family begins with a healthy, happy mom and dad after all.  The new schedule will be coming soon. 

A few weeks ago I asked the Girl's Class to complete a survey. The last question on the paper was 'Is there anything else you would like me to know?'  One girl wrote in "I like you."  Is there anything better than hearing that at the end of a long day.  I like her too. I like all of my yoga families and am so blessed that they have allowed me to become a part of their lives. I hope that, by expanding Growing Yogis, I can serve more families, bringing yoga to them so that they can know, first hand, how fabulous yoga can be and what it can bring to their lives.
 
 
Woo Hoo! Summer vacation in almost here. You can smell it in the air at the bus stop in the morning. Antsy children ready to break free from the routine and get their vacation groove on.  No more hectic schedule, hot classrooms or HOMEWORK.
For some families though summer also brings travel and all that comes with it, boredom- "Mooommmm, there is nothing to dooooo........", or siblings who simply need a break from each other and you.  This is why your kids need to come play yoga with us. 
Growing Yogis knows that summer vacation can be both a blessing and a curse for some kids.  So this summer we are really focusing on schoolagers. We are offering 3 different class times to meet your families needs. We've even added a class for adults and teens. Our 6-12 classes are all mixed level classes. Yoga is all about being where you are. Through carefully planned classes Growing Yogis works to challenge the advanced students who have been with us for a year (that's right, we just had an anniversary!)  and to offer extra support to the child who is new to yoga.
Each class is balanced to meet each child where they are. Games, music, yoga principles and poses are used to engage every child and foster personal and social growth. There is no judgement in yoga. Each child is unique and at yoga class we work to honor and celebrate your child's strengths while working on the areas that they need help.
Class Passes ensure that you aren't paying for classes you aren't using.  So don't worry about missing a class for a camping trip or week away. We'll be here when you get back.
Yoga has so many benefits for every person, big or small.  We believe that yoga is for everyone. So check out the schedule and find the class that works best for your family. At the very least, you'll get an hour each week to sit in silence or run errands with a tag-along chatterbox.
 
The Worry Board 03/09/2010
 
           In a time when life for kids is ever-changing we have recently added the Worry Board to our school-agers classes.  Anytime during class kids can remove a slip of paper from the board and write down a worry they are having. The paper then gets folded up (as tiny as they'd like) and stapled to the board. Once the worry is on the board they no longer need to carry it with them. It is removed from their small shoulders.
              I gave the children my word that I would never read their worries. Tricky promise because who doesn't want to know what goes on in the minds of small people. But a promise is a promise. I did encourage them to share their worries with adults but that is outside the scope of the Worry Board.  We can talk all day but  the Worry Board is to let it go.
              Wouldn't it be nice, if as adults, we could simply write it down and let it go. Sometimes it is. Sometimes, merely getting it out of our head and on to paper makes it seem so much smaller. It may not make it go away, and as adults we certainly can't be in the habit of ignoring our problems, but sometimes we just need to put it away so we can sleep at night and pick it up in the morning with a fresh start.
              An interesting development came from the Worry Board. In between classes it lives in my dining room ( in keeping with the promise that all worries remain confidential) and just this morning my daughter got up from breakfast, went over and pulled a slip of paper and wrote down something, painstakingly folded it into a tiny square and stapled in to the board. She went back to her breakfast without a word, noticeably lighter in spirit. Now I hadn't expected that. After a hard day at school the previous day she was using what she had learned in class to face the day ahead.  And, as a side note, it appeared to work for her. She had a great day and came home a much different child than the day before. Is the Worry Board magic? Maybe. I might try it next time I can't let something go.
 

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