Sharaht: "Back bends easy no thinking."
Me: "huh!"
Sharath: "Now take ankles"
Me: "huuuuhn!"
Really works, too...
This is an excerpt by Charles Benson from Mysore Style Photographs by Graeme Montgomery
Thinking, thinking, always thinking. My entire practice was us here *points to head*. Its funny how we do not see ourselves how we really are. For instance, physically, I don't really know what I look like or how I take up space. I run into walls sometimes. In practice today I kept telling myself "this is so hard" and "I feel so weak". And in the next breath something inside me said "you are crazy. You do this everyday. you are very strong. You are here doing it. This is all in your mind. Just breathe. Just breathe."
I pulled up my mat and weaved through the other students who were practicing. I opened the door to the women's dressing room, which was completely dark. I rolled out my mat, rolled out my body and felt the tears welling up in my eyes. I wasn't in physical pain. Well, if we are human, than we are physical, and so I suppose that technically, all pain is physical pain, but this was not a pain that I would go to a chiropractor for. The feeling that you get in your throat when you're about to cry is what I felt in my back. A dull ache filled with water that you know you must release.
I wouldn't recommend ashtanga yoga to anyone. It is hard, it is painful. (I once read that David Swenson would never tell anyone to practice ashtanga, but that if people came for it, he would teach it. I didn't understand that until today.) It isn't about asanas or getting the perfect body. What happens is that you are given a pipe cleaner and a bunch of fun looking poses. So you do the poses and when you're not looking, the pipe cleaner goes about cleaning out any baggage you have stored in your body and in your mind. Sometimes you notice a little but don't really mind, sometimes you don't notice at all. But then there are those times that you wake up and realize that the poses were just a trick and now you are completely vulnerable and stuck in a posture and the pipe cleaner gets to reach all those places you don't ever want to face. Its like when you go to the doctor and they tell you to look the other way but you know the bastard is trying to give you a shot in the arm. Sometimes this practice is like volunteering for a bad trip on LSD.
Practice is really easy when you're not thinking. It is really easy on days when you are happy. On days you are not, those are the days when you need it the most. I think Sharath knows this. I think he can see what we are going through by the way we are inhabiting our bodies. That is the magic of ashtanga. You are doing the same thing every day, but every day your body is so completely different. Sharath has been back bending me almost every day for 2 months. He had to feel the massive change this week in my body.
You've seen those commercials about depression. There is that one "cymbalta" commercial where they talk about how depression hurts. "Depression hurts, cymbalta can help". It is true. Our bodies store different emotions.
Many yoga teachers tell students that we store memories in our hips. But we store other things in other places. Int that Ashtanga Yoga: Practice and Philosophy book I told you about a couple days ago, Maehle says that anger is stored in the hamstrings, extreme stiffness is because of mental rigidity, extreme flexibility is an inability to take a position in life and to set boundaries, and emotional pain is stored in the heart. (Symbol of heart chakra on right). The more you get into ashtanga, the more you'll hear about people crying in back bends. Maehle says that the emotional pain stored there leads to the crying. I thought of this as I sat on my mat with the dull ache of crying in my throat.
Maele writes:
"Since our body is our vehicle and the storehouse of our past, we want to practice asana to the point where it serves us well, while releasing and letting go of the past that is stored in it."
Sharath is right. Thinking makes back bending hard. Some days it is easy to let go of our thoughts. Other days I feel like I'm being dragged behind a carriage led by 12 horses. So what to do? "Practice, practice, all is coming."
Just wanted to stop by and give my girl a little love....
ReplyDeleteMWAH!
that was brilliant. lovely.
ReplyDeletea wonderful post,so true!
ReplyDeleteI have been reading your blog for a while,really enjoying it,
just had to thank you for what you have written today.You have really captured what it is all about.
embe
thanks! it means a lot...
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That is lovely, Elise. I'll try not thinking during Urdvha Danurasanas. Although "not thinking" is a thought. My friends Reinaldo and Krista must be practicing with you at the moment.
ReplyDeleteNamaste
Arturo
this was a beautiful post. thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeletethis is so true. I spent some time when I was learning drop backs (which was a two year process for me) sobbing hysterically just before them. It only happened a couple of times, and I left the room to do it--it was a purely physical release of the emotions; there weren't any 'sad thoughts' coming up. It was just automatic. It was tough, but at the same time I was so grateful because I knew that if it were not for the practice, I would not have gotten that stuff out.
ReplyDeleteSuch an insightful and honest post. Thanks for that.
ReplyDeletewow. i think that ashtanga should have a warning label that reads:
ReplyDeletecaution. regular practice may cause unpredictable emotional outbreaks.
Remove that picture of the meditating man, you a disregarding it's creator, Alex Gray's, personal copyright.
ReplyDeleteAm I? If you right click, all the credit info is there and you can go to their site...
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