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Times they are a changin’

Saturday, June 19th, 2010

A week out from the move & I can finally feel change in my bones.  And it has me asking some good questions, ones I stopped asking for a little while & am glad to return to.

What do I want for myself?

Who do I most want to be?

How do I feel & how do I want to feel?

These past six months I’ve focused on healing my back, my relationship with yoga, & continued work on my relationship with food.  I found an unexpected home studio, one that I didn’t plan for, but fell in love with in the end.  The next stage is upon me though, & it’s time to change.

Goals don’t work as well for me as questions.  We can fail to achieve goals, but questions are just avenues to explore.

The Logic of Resistance

Wednesday, May 12th, 2010

Why do we resist when we try to do something nice for ourselves?  When we try to change, or heal, or take a class or a walk or do our practice or eat a salad, when we know it’s the best possible thing? 

Heidi articulated a fascinating line of reasoning on that conundrum this weekend, and I’ve condensed it below. 

Fact: We say to ourselves horrid things we’d never say to others. 

Fact: If/when someone does in fact say something horrid to us, we internally put up a block, a hardening, resistance born from anger and pain. 

Logic: We say horrid things to ourselves. We harden against those who say horrid things to us.  Therefore we block, and resist ourselves. 

Even when we’re trying to change & do something wonderful, there’s a feeling of — “Why should I trust the neighborhood bully???”

It takes time to change that.  To stop, first off, being horrid to yourself.  And then to ease off the years of built-up self distrust & slowly release the resistance.

Essence

Tuesday, May 4th, 2010

Woah, I’m traveling ALOT these days.  Just coming back from a long weekend celebrating Founder’s Day at my alma mater (Vassar College in Poughkeepsie, NY) & only a few days here before back to New Haven!

For the few days on the road, practice was of the much abbreviated variety done in cramped hotel rooms.  But I got a chance to work on what Heidi has described to me as the essence & purpose of Forrest yoga & indeed all yoga.  I’ve read a lot of words on the subject, but hers were particularly concise so I wanted to share ‘em.

The purpose of Forrest Yoga is to get us in the room, in our bodies, breathing. 

Yeah, sounds simplistic.  It is.  Thank heavens.  Simple is hard enough to do.  If we can get into our skins & breathe, we are present.  If we are present, we are practicing our yoga.  Everything flows from there.

If you want to put in window dressing of union of body/mind/spirit, Ok.  If you want to add Sanskrit words or definitions of Self, good for you.

I don’t have much interest in that right now.  I like just getting into my body, breathing.

That said, here are some pretty pictures of Vassar College!  :)

Main dorm — built in 1861 to house the crazy notion of educating women to the standard of men! :)

Looking from Main Dorm towards the Library (corrected once I took another look at the phot :)

The Chapel.

And the Vassar library up close.  Yep, it’s not a very pretty campus.. ;)

Oh, and me — proving that you CAN go home again, so long as you allow it & you to have changed. :)

The Pose Continuum

Friday, April 23rd, 2010

The pose continuum is much like the spacetime continuum. 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spacetime_continuum

I am such a geek. :)

Actually, it’s a concept born in my head in response to some yoga cliches I keep hearing & can no longer agree with or support.  Yes, the ever popular “There is no such thing as a perfect pose” and “There is no wrong pose” crap.

Okay, let’s look at the “no wrong pose” concept first.   Because there are some Very Wrong Poses. 

Wrong Poses: Ones that hurt, exacerbate an injury, or are inappropriate for where the student is at physically/emotionally — or, ones that are so effed up in alignment that it looks like Picasso doing yoga. :)   (Which would be totally AWESOME.  I want a series of Cubist yoga paintings.) 

A yoga class would then look like this!  If we were all, like, nekkid & stuff. ;)

(Though I swear one of the Demoiselles of Avignon is doing Gomukhasana/Cowface pose arms!!  Seriously!!  Look at the second from the left!!)

Ok.  Back from art/yoga fusion geekiness.  On with the rant.

So then there is the “no perfect pose” silliness!  Yes, I understand the intention of the phrase.  But.  In a particular moment, there can be a particular expression of a pose that  fits juuuuuuuuuust right.  That feels & breaths & heals & is like a drink of water on a dry day.  It is something that changes every single breath, perhaps, but there sometimes is a really great place to be in a pose.  Right foot just in X spot, Left foot somewhere tasty, core alive, everything moving in freedom & beauty.  Yummmmmmmmm.

Hence, the invention of the Pose Continuum. :)   The perfect pose is frequently evasive.  The wrong pose sometimes annoyingly persistent.   The gradation between them is wide, though, & a really good playground. 

It’s the range of expressions of a pose where it’s not distorted & owchy & is unencumbered by BS projections of This Is How Triangle MUST Look.   It’s the places where a pose is workable & you’re on the journey towards Just Right For You Right At That Moment. 

(I am currently writing like Pooh Bear talks.  Hunh. :)   

The Pose Continuum means we have many opportunities to find goodness & sweetness in the pose.   Like Rumi wrote  (one must quote Rumi in yoga, yes? ;)

“Out beyond ideas
of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field.

I’ll meet you there.”

Pose Continuum.  Talk it up.  Tell it to your friends.  Before I trademark all the cool. :)

How to Get Thrown Out of a Yoga Studio

Sunday, April 18th, 2010

This one is for the amazing Kai, proprietress of the addictive blog http://reluctantashtangi.blogspot.com/  (Especially love the kangaroo & critter pix!!)

She wrote in the comments the other day:

               “I’m very curious what the NY teacher did to cause you to walk out of her class – if you’re not comfortable answering, that’s okay.

              I’m not critical of your action at all (it’s your practice, you had a right to leave), but I’m astounded by her reaction to you – ordering you ‘never to come back’. Short of very serious issues (endangering other students, etc), I would never say that to a student.

              Funny story:
              A student once walked out of my class – I was teaching partner-work and it was uncomfortable for her. On her way out, I told her that she was welcome to come back at any time.

                It kind of stuck in my craw for years…lol (even though I tried not to let it bother me). And I never forgot her! Years later, she *did* come back and she had made *such* an impression, I even remembered her name (which surprised her). She still comes to my classes!”

Kai, doll, I am sure that you could never prompt a student to truly walk out, appalled & angry & never come back.  So very not surprised that now your fleeing yogi is a regular student.

Here is how to get motivated to walk out & get told to never come back.

It was a studio in NYC.  Beloved Husband & I were visiting & I had the morning free to get my yoga on.  NYC is a haven for yoga studios & there is always somewhere interesting to try.  I picked a hot studio & showed up nice & early so I could check the place out, lounge in the yumminess & do some warming up.  The class I’d picked was taught by the studio owner, which I always like to check out.  The class took place in an old dance studio room, essentially, with a mirror & barre.  Had a nice receptionist, nice showers/changing facilities, all good.

So time for the class rolls around.  There’s about ten students, very diverse in body types/experience levels.  Studio heat still hasn’t been turned on, & it is mighty chilly.  But the receptionist isn’t allowed to turn it on, she has to wait for the owner/teacher.

Owner/teacher is about ten minutes late to start her class much less turn on the heat.  She blows in, with her cute little puppy dog in tow.  I’m a little cranky by this point, but not hopelessly so.  She pops the heat on, tells the students to stand up in Tadasana.  Cute little puppy dog still running around the room.  She closes the door.  Cute little puppy dog stays in the room.  Obviously for the the entire class.

I love dogs.  I love dogs in yoga studios.  In the front, common reception areas.  Even the changing rooms.  It’s great to have a canine mascot.  It is not great to have them IN THE ROOM WHILE YOU’RE TEACHING.  Running around!

Truth is though, I’m still not irreparably annoyed.  Willing to go along with it cause I like dogs & I’m not allergic & can keep track of a critter.  Used to really enjoy a shala in India where a kitten roamed freely.  (In that case, I might add, it was a local untamed sweet kitty & the teacher tried to banish it gently then asked if anyone was allergic or minded if kitty stayed.)

So teacher starts teaching. 

Ooops, that is an incorrect characterization.

Teacher starts yelling.

Immediately. 

Then she commits the final straw for me.  She starts yelling the same cue over & over again, while looking at herself in the mirror. 

She doesn’t look at her students.  She hasn’t asked for injuries or pregancy or experience levels (though to be fair, I might have been the only unknown student in the room.  And she was too late to really talk to anyone anyway).

She doesn’t seem to clue in at all to the fact that several of them physically cannot do what she is demanding them to do.  She doesn’t tell them HOW to work with the requirement in order to do it, she doesn’t demonstrate it.  She doesn’t actually do anything other than stare at herself in the mirror, play with her hair, and yell over & over again the same cue: “LAY YOUR CHEST ON YOUR THIGHS.”

And, somehow, without really looking at anyone, she gets madder & madder that half the students aren’t complying.  The most accomplished student at the front of the room who everyone is looking at for guidance can easily lay chest on thighs in a forward bend with straight legs.  The others are trying their damndest, but have no clue how to do so because of tight backs, hamstrings, no guidance to bend their knees, nothing.  

And this is the first pose in class.

I couldn’t bear to wait for the second pose.  I left.  Quietly, gathering my things, vaguely pleasant smile plastered on my face.  I’d gotten in a half hour practice before she arrived, so I figured I could slide out & get on with the day rather than spend the next 80 minutes being angry & sorry for the other students.

Just as I sneak the door closed, it opens again.  There is the owner/teacher,  who, to her credit, asked if I was hurt.  I said “no, thank you for asking, I just needed to leave.”  She asks, again quite appropriately, “Why?”  But then she goes on the defensive hard & fast “It’s because I teach slowly, yes?  I teach yoga with correct form, I insist on it!” 

Here is where I spoke my truth totally without grace.  I was just wide open & couldn’t stop.  It was wrong of me to be unkind.

“I’m leaving because you can’t teach.”

The sh#tstorm started flying then. ;)   I was regaled with her credentials & that she was the best teacher in her program.  And I was invited to get the hell out of her studio & never come back.

(Which I was quite happy to do.  It is not pleasant to have two yoga teachers pissed off at each other that early in the morning. ;)

And that’s how you get thrown out of a yoga studio & told to stay the heck gone. :)

I have photos of the weekend’s adventures in Vermont for tomorrow!!

Heal Thyself

Friday, April 2nd, 2010

In Forrest yoga the theme of a class frequently is focusing on bringing healing/breath/freedom/energy to some chosen spot in the body.  It may be an injury or just an area that needs attention.  A pretty good-sized area, too.  Like your lower back, or neck or shoulder or front of the chest or whatever.

But this also begs the question: “Well, umm, HOW, exactly, am I supposed to do that?”

And that is a fair question.  Another Forrest thing is that if you tell someone to do something, you better be able to tell them both how & why.

Here’s my thoughts  first on the How of dedicating a class to a particular spot. 

Nutshell: In every pose, feel your spot.   Even if it’s not an obviously spot-related pose, feel your spot in the pose anyway.  Then, work the pose in a way that feels good for your spot. 

That means, for me, what my spot feels directly determines how I shape the pose on the outside with the big alignment stuff of legs & arms, but also how I shape the pose on the inside. 

If my spot is my lower back, for example, its happiness determines the exact angle of the tilt in my pelvis, or whether I squeeze the sitbones or front hipbones in & how much.  If the spot is my shoulder, it means I focus in each pose on wrapping the shoulder or connecting with my shoulderblade or whatever makes my shoulder feel good in the pose. 

Once you’ve connected to the sensation of what’s going on in your spot, the next level is working to get your breath in there.  One way is to provide some sort of pressure onto the spot & breath into that pressure.  Outside pressure might come from placing your hand there, or anytime the area is in contact with the floor or another part of your body.  From what I’ve encountered, getting breath into an area might feel at first like a small movement of expansion & contraction, or like the area is waking up & you are getting more sensory information from the spot.

As for the Why… One of the great things about working this way is that it takes a lot of  the BS out of the poses.  There is a purpose to the practice beyond whether or not I can do the pose in X way.  I work the pose in a way that feels good for my injured or closed off spot, not in the most flashy way possible.   Also I’m not doing the pose in the smallest, least energetic way possible because that’s not terribly useful alot of the time.  It’s like, out of all the possible variations for doing a pose, you get to pick the one that feels the best.  Not the one you think you have to do.  You have nothing to prove or fear on the outside because the practice is dedicated to you in a specific, detailed, healing way.

Contining on the Why train, another great thing is that it means my practice will be good for my spot.   Class will be helpful rather than hurtful for an injury.  Or help open a shut down area rather than further close it.  All the effort I’m putting into my practice will be gifted to a place that needs it & I learn moment-to-moment what helps.

And it gives an inner drishti or focal point, if you will.  My attention is going inward very specifically, rather than wandering off to my To Do list or daydreams.

Also, and this is key: By focusing on  being nice to one manageable area, I will learn how to work with my whole self in a humane & healing way.  Now that’s a useful thing to work on…

Identity

Tuesday, March 9th, 2010

This thought started in class this morning.  Picked up again after teaching my volunteer class.  Culminated during a short second practice this evening.

Things in my life which have changed in the past few years:

my profession

my address

my mood

my marital status

my name

my employer

my favorite books

my favorite websites

my favorite music

my hair

my dress size

my voice

my brain chemistry

 But I am still here.

Hmmmm.   Those things must not be me, deep down.  :)