Home Practice
Posted in ashtanga yoga on 10/06/2005 11:07 am by karenLit some candles this morning and skipped the kitchen light. Pretty dark at 5:30 AM, but lovely and easy to listen in to my body, with the visual distraction at a minimum. My hamstrings came in loud and clear. Home practice is such a shifting thing–some days it is very sweet; others, a huge struggle. This morning was a combo pack: the setting was lovely, but my hamstrings/lower back were very sketchy. It’s amazing how an internal experience can feel frightening–after all, how much more “at home” can I be than in my own body? It always amazes me that there can be a challenge in there–a huge challenge. It is somewhat reminiscent of my climbing days: I’d be climbing along merrily, and suddenly something shifts–there’re no holds, or my foot slips, a bat flies out of a crack in the rock–and my body goes into a kind of anxiety mode. Now, in my own home, on my comfy green rug, I can find (or create?) that same feeling in my own body.