I’m hanging in there one week out of Kripalu; somewhat rolling along, sometimes herky jerky and lumbering with all of the new tools in my tool box. I’m trying out somatic warmups and joint freeing exercises and mudras. I’m talking about subtle body energies and chakras and allowing words like the pranavayus to trip across my tongue. I’ve interwoven anatomical references into the vinyasas. My customers now know the difference, as I undersand it, between rectus abdominus and transversus abdominus. I’ve done short yoga nidras after savasana.
I’ve got to declare that I believe the integration of all of these new therapeutics when applied to actual customers is pretty awesome stuff. Yoga has grown not only beyond what I had always imagined it to be, it has also revealed itself to be so much more subtle and nuanced and deep; a way of living that balances and harmonizes mind, body and spirit uniquely and powerfully. It really can change and transform lives.
It takes practice though; a desire to sometimes just hang in there and do it, coax myself through the more jagged places, breath into and through the parts that I do not like very much. And I realize today that the attitude engendered in practice is something that I apply to every day of my life. I honestly just believe in hanging in there and sticking with it. I don’t mind hard work, or the uphill battle or the challenging situation. In fact, if I’m honest, I think I am often at my best when faced with those moments of resistance.
I believe I have this inner strength and courage because I’ve known their opposites. For such a long time in my life I was, well, just afraid to be me, to be loving and to be happy. I guess I had plenty of reasons to justify that fear, and quite frankly, some of the same reasons still exist today, but I don’t live afraid anymore. And I attribute it to the practice of sticktoitiveness; I keep on keeping on, believing in love, wanting to be fresh and open and easy, always completely connected to my heart.
BIG OM TO ALL OF YOU!!!