Rewriting the Story: One Word, One Pose at a Time - Andy Vantrease

Rewriting the Story – Andy Vantrease

I am here, again, with an enervating ache in my chest. Sipping air, careful not to choke on the Asian Pacific humidity, as fears of another health issue leave me scanning for the mercy of kind, accepting eyes. Instead, I find judgment in my own pupils. They burn holes through the mirror as I ask—audibly, yet rhetorically—“I thought we were past all this?” Over the part where I doubted my body’s intelligence and its inherent need for rest. Over the part where I let my fears run the show and juggle worst-case scenarios in my head like circus balls.

The Story

Rewriting the Story - Lyme DiseaseIt was week two of my yoga teacher training in Chiang Mai, Thailand, and I was unraveling. I had come here with high expectations (and equally high anxiety): Return to the place where Lyme Disease ripped my life apart several years earlier—and prove to myself how far I’d come. How much I’d grown. How deeply I had healed. I was revisiting the scene of the crime, the place where I had fallen in love with who I was as a traveler, a humanitarian, a free spirit—then promptly kicked out of that girl’s world to manage my illness. But, hey, I was different now. Stronger. Wiser. More resilient and aware. According to my doctors, the pathogens were out of my system. And based on how I felt, I too believed that I was healthy. I had finally overcome the battle with illness, and I was ready to continue my life. So, what was I freaking out about?

(Here’s the part where you can join me in a little chuckle, because you know it’s not the end of the story. That’d be too simple—and life lessons don’t work that way.)

Having discovered yoga in the depths of dis-ease, I gravitated towards a very slow practice. Since I wasn’t physically capable of much more than breathing and rolling around on a mat, I sought out prenatal classes at my local studio and retreats such as Yoga for Healthy Aging and Gentle is the New Advanced at the famous Feathered Pipe Ranch. I came to believe that yoga had to be gentle to be “real,” and that the inversions, binds and sweat-inducing pictures splattered across Instagram were creating unattainable expectations for “those of us” searching for true acceptance within ourselves (as if this wasn’t every human on earth). I avoided power yoga like the plague, which had a bit of an isolating effect since most other yogis in their late 20s craved these fast-paced classes.

Still, I was on a journey of self-discovery, and after meeting Gernot Huber at the Feathered Pipe in 2017, I decided to pursue my teacher training with him and Pranaya Yoga. I had taken off to Thailand, hoping to deepen my own understanding of the practice, while learning how to teach an accessible, inclusive style that resonated with me.

Well, as they say: Be careful what you wish for.

Rewriting the Story - Lyme DiseaseWithin the first week, I was introduced to a wide variety of asana styles, causing an internal war to erupt. Vinyasa, hatha, anusara, yin, Iyengar, ashtanga, restorative—I got glimpses of it all from the program’s four instructors, each of whom specialized in a different area of yogic study. For seven hours a day, we dove into a combination of asana, anatomy, philosophy, history, meditation, Ayurveda, sequencing, psychology, neurobiology, conscious communication and voice activation. Each day, I was invited to expand my comfort zone—the wall I had built around myself during my healing. The gates I designed to let just the right amount of growth in then promptly closed as soon as I felt discomfort. Here, there was no hiding. I was being asked to swing open these doors, walk full steam ahead and embrace new ideas and ways of viewing my body—not to mention the narratives that I constructed to keep my life safe and intact.


“This is not the kind of yoga I want to teach,” rang in my head some days.

“Yoga should not be this physically challenging.”

“How can I become a teacher if I still can’t even do wheel pose?”

“My shoulders still hurt, so I need to stay away from all arm balances.”


Rewriting the Story - Andy VantreaseThis word haunted me. It ruled the story that I regurgitated to myself—and everyone else. “The Lyme is gone, but I still have [insert physical ailment here],” I warned my teachers, who responded by creating a container for my story—then slowly encouraged me to look beyond it. They introduced the possibility of approaching physical sensations from the seat of objective observation, as our habitual thought patterns undoubtedly have a tangible effect on our lives. Lek Kittikunadul, a Thai teacher who specializes in yin yoga, neuro-linguistic programming and the subconscious mind, was frank: “Yes, our bodies get sick and it’s important to honor those limits—and at the same time, how much power do you want to give to that lower vibration, to thoughts of dis-ease? If you continue to give it energy, well of course it will exist. What will manifest if you change the story you tell yourself—and truly believe it?”

Ah-ha! That whole we-are-what-we-think thing I’ve heard a hundred times…

Until now, every sensation of soreness or fatigue I experienced sent me into a spiral of insecurity. Over and over, I re-lived the days when I was really struggling, feeding off the past through a concentrated concoction of muscle memory and trapped emotions. When I felt my shoulder pinch in Chaturunga, I remembered crying in the shower, unable to lift my arms long enough to shampoo my hair without collapsing into the tub below. When I felt my lower back compress in Ustrasana, my mind was flooded with memories of physical therapy clinics and days spent lying in bed writhing in pain, changing my posture to prevent the stabbing sensations in my lumbar and thoracic spine.

I rarely ever envisioned my body pain-free.

In a later asana class, we were asked to come into thread-the-needle pose, a position meant to open the backside of the shoulder. With my hips high in the air and knees on the ground, I pressed my right cheek against the mat, tucking my head to avoid the shoulder stretch—as I always did. I was visibly uncomfortable, unable to allow myself to relax. Rosemary Bolivar, the owner of Chiang Mai’s Wild Rose Yoga Studio and one of my beloved teachers, rubbed her hands together to generate heat, then gently shifted my head so that it was aligned with the rest of my spine. She placed her hands on my shoulder and synchronized her breath with mine, as the warmth and weight of her palms guided me deeper into the stretch. Within seconds of exhaling, I felt an overwhelming rush of emotions. As I released the tension, a surge of energy released with it, leaving me in tears on my mat. Tears of relief and disbelief alike.

Healing Lyme DiseaseI began to grasp—perhaps for the first time with such clarity—the extraordinary complexity of dis-ease. How deeply trauma affects not only our physical bodies, but the ways in which we relate to the world and how our brains process information on a daily basis. These memories were lodged in my tissues, and my mind was stuck on a merry-go-round, believing its job was to protect me from my own healing. As I challenged my body, the emotions resurfaced, and I experienced them with a new sense of intimacy, a relationship based in both acceptance and nonattachment. Reviewing and releasing the trauma felt like drawing out venom—a slow, arduous process, yet necessary to my survival.

Throughout the next five weeks, Gernot Huber encouraged me to cultivate spaciousness and joy in my practice, while Laurence Gilliot held meditations, voice sessions and sharing circles that allowed me to move through my challenges. With support and guidance from my teachers and 11 other amazing women from all over the world, I slowly uncoiled, emerging from my cocoon a little more each day.

I explored parts of my self that I had become an expert at avoiding. I delivered love to the corners of my bones that had been laced in yellow tape and caution signs. I slowly began to write a new narrative about everyday life in this skin. I asked a lot of questions: Can I find the sweet spot between challenge and complacency? Can I give my experiences proper reverence, without building my identity around them? Can I feel the emotions and let them go, without marrying the memory? Part of me thinks that somehow this approach isn’t doing my life justice, like I’m forgetting how far I’ve come. Another part knows that idea is attachment at its finest.

Rewriting the Story - Andy VantreaseYoga teacher training ended much differently than it began. I learned that I am always discovering who and what and how I am. That we can, in fact, have these kinds of transformative experiences on a regular basis, especially through practices that invite us to revisit our truths time and time again. That because of my own adventures in healing—not in spite of them—I’m qualified to help others embark on the journeys back to themselves.

Lyme Disease changed me—and now yoga is changing me. Every day I’m working on moving forward, and as I write this, I don’t know exactly what that looks like. Perhaps it’s the practice of thanking experiences as I process them, knowing they’ll always be a step on this path. Letting go of the desire to lead with this story of struggle. Forgetting the word “still.” Realizing that “real” yoga is any practice that allows us to take a deeper look at the complexities and hypocrisies and magical molecules that make us human. Recognizing that all of this belongs in the beautiful circle that makes up a life.

Knowing, deep in my bones, that there’s no real end to this story—and writing it anyway.


About Andy Vantrease:

Andy Vantrease - Feathered Pipe FoundationIt’s the power of individual stories that writer, traveler, master listener, and story collector Andy Vantrease came to know as her work led her around the globe for the past decade. She’s interviewed hundreds of people from different cultures, faiths, and lifestyles about their struggles, celebrations, beliefs, medicines, family dynamics and careers—and she’s learned from shamans, healers and teachers in ceremony, workshops, and intentional living communities. Her time spent soaking in the truths of ancient wisdoms that live within our DNA and her serendipitous intersection with the Ranch makes her uniquely qualified as a storymapping partner! Andy is also the talented host for the Feathered Pipe Foundation’s popular Dandelion Effect Podcast – do you see why?

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