Tuesday, April 02, 2013
Walking for long stretches does not really prove one is fit---it is when one is asked to use one's limbs by adopting different postures the loss of flexible fluidity is borne home.Yesterday's Yoga Session was a real eye opener--made me realise exactly how lax I've been with my fitness!!For starters I went in thinking that because I'd done all that before I'd be able to manage 90% of it--but in reality realised that I could barely do 10% now!!Reasons??My right hip and left shoulder love each other so much that I'm convinced they're in cahoots with each other!!!While performing the vertical excercises my left hand firmly refused to rise above my ear level--as a result my arm excercises were totally lopsided!!Later my right hip refused to oblige me by folding into a cross legged position---as a result I stuck out like a sore thumb--being the only one sitting with my legs stretched out in front of me!!There's more---when I eagerly lay down on my mat to gaze dreamily at the upturned Blue Bowl of the Azure Sky overhead---the hard surface of the Terrace floor made my back uncomfortably antsy!!Believe me Folks I felt each and every discomfort---almost as if I was the Princess in that Princess and the Pea story!!
I was so absorbed in my own misery that I just didn't bother to look around to see how the others were faring.I just went through the motions my mind remembered by my body rebelled against extremely shame faced and downcast at my own inability to perform.Finally the "Shavaasan" or the Posture of the Dead came around.Lying supine with my eyes closed and protesting body at rest I really began to re-experience some of that relaxing Peace that I'd come looking for.My mind was fully alert to each and every nuance of Life around me while my limbs were totally limp and and seemingly lifeless.There was the chatter of Sparrows hurrying home to their nests--the fluting dulcet tones of the Cuckoo falling like tinkling notes of cool Water into my consciousness.The soft Breeze that caressed my still body sang softly--a beautiful,melodious tune that lulled my mind into a complete peacefulness---there was only me,the Universe and My Friend---all three of us in silent communion---reaching a satisfying oneness with each other.
It was later that I came to know that I was not the only one who suffered---all of us did in varying degrees!!It was an extremely disappointing Session for Mitra our Yoga Teacher--she felt personally let down to see the state her most enthusiastic Pupils had fallen to--however I'm looking forward to the next Class on Wednesday--all that pain is justified for that beautiful and peaceful Communion at the very end!!