i did notice that KoolKeds practiced with us today. he said he got busy around the holidays and got out of the habit of coming to practice. hopefully we'll see him again. Honest Abe's focus was amazing today. there was a great tranquility to his practice. okay, so i'm blabbing about other's practices. the bus back from the shala was so packed that my yoga bags were weapons - on one person's feet and on a discreet part of the anatomy of another. I was excusing myself often.
teacher's assist in Pasasana served a little like a curative touch. in Bekasana, she suggested that i widen the knees further. i need to remember this next time, because it did make the pose more comfortable. she observed my effort in the second kapotasana, where i made good progress of bending the cervical spine more and getting closer to the feet. i was able to keep the bind in supta vajrasana. i stopped at eka pada sirsasana.
i practiced next to banda girl, legacy rose and moustache blanc. honest abe returned from india, where he practiced with Rolf and Marci Neujokat in Goa, Saraswati and Sharath in Mysore, and then in Keravalam with a teacher from Copenhagen. sorry, i didn't write the name of the teacher. he says his travels reinforced his commitment to this practice. i guess he wouldn't mind me sharing that. the frog photo was taken by mgcgpuk, who also has beautiful pictures of cats in her flickr account. (thank you, M.)
i remembered a lot about our conversation, about why he was in Paris at that time, on the way to a wedding, on how he had visited the studio on a previous visit to Paris, but was confused as to whether it was the same place (it was) because they had opened a door to the outside and previously he had to go through a courtyard. he had also related than on his previous visit, he thought he was going to go to practice but was ushered into a workshop by a New Zealand yoga teacher who has the ability to place her hands calmly on the floor and then non-chalantly and effortlessly float into a handstand. when the teacher arrived to the studio in paris, we started practice. armani didn't return that week because of his travel plans and i continued coming to practice there every day for a week. i was new to ashtanga yoga then, because i had started a daily practice in earnest the previous year.
i am sure that these types of stories happen in the ashtanga community, most probably to people who go to mysore, or recognize having practiced with each other before. recently, when Kino MacGreggor and Tim Feldman where in town giving a workshop, i realized that i had practiced across the room in a workshop with Lino in Miami with the owner of the shala at which the workshop was held. she moved here recently from Miami.
the only similar story to this one that happened to me previously was when a few years back i had to go spend a week working on a project with an architectural firm in Monterrey, Mexico, a firm allied to my employer in Texas. Monterrey is where a great aunt of mine moved to with her husband many years ago and established a large family. during my stay in the city i went to visit my great aunt, who was 100 years old at the time and in good health. (she may still be alive). during the visit i found out that the architect who owned the firm in which i was working that week was related to my family - by means of his family having been neighbors of my family and such close friends that the parents in each family were godparents to the kids of the other family. i had come as a stranger to a new city and suddenly found i was related to my hosts.
i'm not as engaging as yogamum in starting a meme, but it would be interesting if people shared in their own blogs, or in the comment section here if they wish, an unusual story about meeting someone in the yoga world or in the work world. do i need to ask more directly? Can you share a story about an unusual happenstance of meeting someone who maybe you had met previously? (and by the way, unplugging the keyboard in my computer and plugging it back in has removed the problem with capitalization, so i will return to capitalization soon. and it seems our blogger service provider has spell-checking capabilities again. yaay.)
anyhow, seven petal lotus broke down samastitihi today. it reminded me that her teacher, RF (yes, i capitalized that) called this pose "bankers' pose". think of old-tyme bankers with their chests puffed up, standing guard in their lobbies. she had me take a strap, place behind my back, pull it forward, then over the shoulders and back, pulling down with the hands, she explained, as if you were demonstrating putting on an airline emergency flotation jacket. this makes the scapula move downward, the chest move upwards. feet together. the thighs rotate inwards, the moolabhanda is engaged, the pelvis rotates inwards, uddhyana bhanda engages inwards at the stomach. the tailbone presses down. avoid moving the pelvis forward to accomplish all this. that's how samastitihi should feel. so then i took the strap out and at her request engaged the groups of muscles and skeleton as before. wow, the whole exercise felt like a backbend standing right there. awsome.
my practice went slow and deliberate. i had an inner dialog regarding vinyasa transitions going like this - "look you have to do this correctly or you are going to be in pain." so i put what i learned recently about jumpthroughs so that the feet don't touch the ground, avoiding hitting the 5th metatarsals. hopefully i will internalize this and develop strength for what armani calls a "dangly lolasana" and i won't have any more problems with lolita, i mean, lolasana. but all this slows down my practice.
i met fluidmotion today. i thought he was a "wisitor" but when teacher mentioned his name, i realized he practices with us. i could not tell before because i don't wear glasses, but i recognize names when teacher calls them out. he had no trouble moving without stopping in his practice and did the most impressive septu bandasana i have ever seen. it was an all star david swenson-honoring rendition. i commented on it when i saw him after practice. he said it's just another backbend, and that he has more trouble with forward bends. well he was able to come to standing from urdvha danurasana and do dropbacks, so yes, his backbending is very strong. here is an image of a smiling frog from this source. he looks like a buddha. does a frog have buddha nature?
My weight has increased to 135 pounds, when weighing myself at home. I prefer to be at 130 pounds. At the doctor's office, I would typically weigh about 3 to 4 pounds heavier, and that is the figure that is usually recorded in my medical charts. When I'm lighter, doing asana practice is a breeze. When I'm heavier, practice slows down and is painful. The chart is of my weight since the beginning of the year. It's somewhat trending upwards. I intend to change that. I may refer to it as blubber forecast, because it sounds funny, although I didn't originate that term, LI Ashtangini did. I empathize with her yoga life story.
I practiced Second Series to Ardha Matsyendrasana. Teacher gave a nice push in Prasarita Padottanasana C. In Pasasana with her help I got a super duper hand binding. She also assisted in Kapotasana, which these days I repeat, to get more chest opening. Bringing myself up to vertical from Kapo is improving. In Supta Vajrasana, I kept my binding of hands to feet, but lost it before coming up. In Bharadvajasana, the hand that is not holding the foot, Teacher observed, needs to have the palm flat on the floor.
I noticed an inquiry about "does yogurt cause nasal congestion?" made someone land on my blog. Well, yes, it's a dairy product. I'm lactose intolerant and yogurt does not affect me as badly as milk does, but it does cause congestion to me personally. Kefir, which has dairy and cultures in it, does not seem to cause me congestion, so it seems like the best alternative for me.
Someone was searching "jois stick" and landed on my "concepts of guru - notes from a David Swenson workshop" entry. That search entry obviously was a typo, but it rendered a funny result, from the perspective of us yogis. Is SKPJ like a joy stick that guides us?
I'm trying out Karen's title style, by the way, since Vanessa tried it out this week as well. I wonder if the result of the title is a sentence, as in Trees, Meats, Animals? Trees do meet animals, and Pollan would say there is an interdependence between the two species...
Another observation Teacher made was that when getting out of the bound feet after Kukutasana, instead of pressing the elbows against the stomach to lift the lotus bound feet up and back and then open them up, the hands should be on either side of the torso. That would help build the strength needed in the bhandas for kicking back. Ay, I used to enjoy this because it was like a preparation for Mayurasana, I even called it Padma Mayurasana, but will do as she suggests. Teacher is wise and kind and I don't question her instructions.
Banda girl, HH, Snow White, Dale Carnegie, Smiling Jim, Legacy Rose, The Cyclist, Surfer Guy, Roy Rogers, Tommy Telomere, QE2, Napa Lilac and others joined us for practice today. I may need a chart some day of who is who, because I may forget what names I'm giving to whom. I mentioned to Surfer Guy in the morning that I wrote about him in my blog yesterday. "Good things, I hope." Yes, I hope I say good things when I speak of others. My writing about him was related to the intuition that after years of practice I guess I'm developing, of how our body types relate to whether we'll have difficulties or ease in doing certain asanas. Some people are more flexible than others, too.
A lot of readers of this and other yoga blogs are health conscious and disciplined. It takes discipline to practice yoga. The more you do it, the more it spills into other aspects of your life, which include nutrition. That ultimately leads to improved health.
My interest in calorie restriction initially was that it helped me be able to lose a few extra pounds so that I could do yoga better. I was overweight all of my life and prior to doing yoga in earnest I had lost 30 of my adult onset pounds. But I've said that already in this blog. Anyway, as Tony says, tuning your nutrition takes a long time and is a way of life.
Napa Lilac adjusted in Bekasana by putting a knee at the bottom of the spine and pulling the shoulders back. It felt nice. She observed my Ustrasana and suggested that I keep the legs as vertical as possible, as if the pelvis was against a wall, and to also keep the chest up there as well. I did that and it felt very good, sort of like doing Kapotasana movements in the air.
Seven Petal Lotus adjusted in Kapotasana. I noticed that since returning from Mysore, she now leaves after the hand adjustment, so as to observe how I come up on my own. My coming back up was strong. I made sure before going into the pose that my knees were a shoulder's width apart, and the legs parallel on the mat. I kept to the nagasagri dristhe. I arched back slowly and when I came back up, I did so slowly and in reverse order, the chest and head being the last to come up. That should be common practice, but I think that in most cases, one is in a hurry and wants to lift the head and the chest, but when you do that, the tendency is to collapse in the returning to vertical.
An insight I'm gaining, and this is just my intuition, is that the advice of focusing on the out breath I received on Sunday from Springy Sitarist in a Marichyasana D adjustment seems to apply to a lot of asanas. If I focus on breathing out, doing so almost loudly and -ahem- forcefully, what happens is that psychologically, I don't freak out with fear that I'm not going to have enough air to breathe in. I don't know if that makes sense, but it seems that if you exhale out through your nose loudly, breathing in through the nose is easy. The reverse, to me personally, does not seem easy.
Teacher said that the current practice in Supta Vajrasana is to rest 5 breaths, go up and down 4 times, then rest 5 breaths. I had been going up and down 3 times, then resting. She assisted in Eka Pada on my left side and again on Dwi Pada, asking me at one moment to lower my head then bring it back up. I'm almost, really, almost getting that second leg up there by myself.
In Yoginidrasana, I asked her to review what she said yesterday. Once the legs are behind the head, they need to be pointed, and then, if one is doing this by oneself, with the head one presses the feet to the floor, focuses the dristhe upwards, and presses the arms down (gently) on the thighs. I continued up to Nakrasana, in which she said that the feet need to be together. I felt that I was going slow and steady throughout. The pace was not slow, but it was not fast either. By the way, spellcheck no longer appears to work, so I have no idea if I have mini errors in my writing. I don't know if other bloggers are experiencing the same problem with spellcheck. The image of the lilacs is from this site on English country gardens.
"For the last 4 months, several of us in our ER have been doing an all natural Liver & Gallbladder Cleanse promoted by Andreas Moritz. The actual cleanse is done once a month for about 6 to 8 months and involves the preparation of drinking 32 oz of apple juice daily prior to the night of the actual cleanse. All of us have felt better digestion and in my case an improvement in the GERD that has plagued me for about 3 years.
What I want to ask, is if people have heard about this and if in fact they find it helpful? I'm a little sceptic and wondering if I'm fooling myself, despite the passage of an incredible amount of stones during the cleanse itself?"
This would be a perfect time to de-lurk and contribute an opinion. Of course, this week the official Lurker Amnesty Week which laskmi started and I hosted for a week has moved from Karen's blog to Yogamum's blog. But you can always de-lurk and share your knowledge. Cheers!
Yoga peeps are interesting. Among who else would you hear a discusion about the meniscus anterior? I hope mine are as healthy as the hibiscus tropicalis in my mom's garden. But seriously, I need to land more gently in my jumpthroughs, so I don't land so hard on my 5th metatarsals. I seem to hit them hard when landing. The image is from this source.
- Why don't I practice on Mondays? Is it useful to ponder that, or should I ask myself, what could I do to coax myself into practicing on Mondays? I have excuses and explanations.
- My usual excuse is that I'm typically sore on Monday mornings because my practice on Sunday might have been intense. My practice yesterday was not intense and I'm not sore this morning. But I didn't practice and I'm here writing this entry.
- An explanation is that I don't seem to have rest on Sundays. I go from early morning practice, which involves a lot of public transportation traveling, to preparing my foods for the week, to joining a pan Buddhist group for meditation and lecture or joining the Patanjali Sutra reading group. Some Sundays I might spend a couple of hours in the office if I need to prepare for something. So I'm likely to sleep in on Mondays.
- I've thought of going in on Mondays and doing a shorter practice. I did that last week and ended not returning until Thursday, because of a moon day and work demands. R. asked me, if I didn't practice on Monday, did I practice on Saturday? Uhm, no, because ashtangis don't practice on Saturdays and I'm way busy on Saturdays doing chores. But maybe I should practice Saturdays, even if it's going to a led class of something.
- I'm typically doing advanced series poses during the week. Could it be that I'm afraid of doing four continuous days of them, so I rebel? I don't know, but there may be some deep rooted truth to that.
- Any suggestions on how you all coax yourself on days when you feel you need to practice but you just don't feel like doing so?
I was stiff and a little creaky after a daylong of meditation yesterday. I could have reverted to going back to sleep and not go to practice. But I'm loyal to my teacher and would not have a valid excuse if I didn't show up. I found that if I took little steps, I would advance to getting out of the apartment just fine. I put the yoga gear together and felt better. I prepared the clothes and felt I was progressing. I took a shower and felt ready... I had to play games with my mind so as to not give into negative thoughts.
The dream this week related to the Island of Palominos, near 3 in the graphic. Currently, El Conquisador Resort leases it as its beach, and ferries people there from Las Croabas. The image of Palominos, below, is from this website. It appears to be a photo with some graphics added. This is the first I've read that one segment of beach on the north side is clothing optional. It wasn't in my childhood. You can't swim in that part of the island, because it faces the open seas of the Atlantic Ocean.
But I digress. I dreamt that I paddled in a boat towards the shore of Las Cabezas de San Juan, our old family ranch. There I trekked (as I used to when I was a child) to a hotel that had been built in the preserve. I met up with a driver and with a young husband and wife couple. We left the husband in his hotel room and the driver, the woman and I piled into a Fiat convertible and drove on a bridge that had been built that connected the town of Fajardo with the Island of Palominos. The woman was perplexed to find herself in our company and could not understand why her husband was not accompanying us on this journey. We reached Palominos and stopped the car near a beach, except that the car got near the edge of a cliff and started falling towards the water. I helped to push back the car away from the ridge. As I looked back at the island, I realized that there had been too much overbuilding of houses and condominiums. The structures, all painted white, seemed on top of each other, each vying for a view of the ocean.
The website of beaches in Puerto Rico is a sight for sore eyes, by the way. It was refreshing to see it earlier today.
L.N. put some pressure on the foot around which I wrapped in Marichyasana D, and helped me move this leg more vertical. I tried her suggestion of wrapping lower on the knee. If someone pulls my arm, I can do that. But from my seating position, with my big thigh muscles, by myself it's difficult to get it further down and still manage to wrap and grab the arms behind the torso. L.N. suggested that I attempt going further down because as I currently manage to bind tends to put stress on my shoulders. She is probably correct in that, but by myself, it's the best bind I can get.
In Bhuja Pidasana, Teacher asked me to pull the legs in so that they could scoop under the crouched torso. (In the scribble notes I took earlier I called this asana Scuppa Duppa. At that moment I could not remember the name, but I could remember the instruction - scoop under.)
Speaking of flow, this morning as I was reading blogs whose links I've saved to my browser, I came across Rusty Well's site. He teachers Bhakti flow classes at Yoga Tree in the Castro. The class is popular. Rusty came to talk on the yoga yamas and niyamas to the Pan Buddhist group I get together with ocassionally on Sundays. It's a group where people with Mahayana, Zen, Vipasanna and yogic traditions get together for meditation and a talk. This video is of an asana that he calls, "flipping your dog". It reminds me of dance moves.
It's funny, but today I actually exchanged names with three fellow practitioners and shaked hands. It's nice, because it's acknowledging them. I mentioned to my Dharma friend that my yoga practice suffered this week. She pointed out that I was doing other things; yes, my meditation setup is ready and I've been meditating daily. So the meditation side of things has progressed, but not the asana part of the practice. I'd like my practice to be like Tommy Telomere's. He's my age, about the same body type and has a really flowing, meditative and strong practice.
Teacher adjusted with the inward rotation of the thigh in Triang Mukha Eka Pada Paschimotanasana that helped me go splat forward, head to chin without effort. Later on, she noticed (for a third time in two weeks) my stopping between asanas to check my fingernails. Before, she waved her fingernails at me so I would stop. Today she did that and added, "Manicure, manicure, are you getting a manicure?". I replied, "I know." I know it's a bad habit. That's a variation of waiting about 2 breaths in between asanas, combing my hear, wiping the sweat off my brow with a towel. Bad man. This is the reason I like doing advanced series. The demand is so serious, the heart beats faster, that I have to really concentrate on the breath. When the attention is on the breath, these mini breaks don't happen. They also don't happen when I have been practicing several days in a row. But this week my practice was weak.
In the dream, I stopped at a restaurant and visited with my cousin. She described watching a video made by Julie Andrews at the time of the filming of the Sound of Music. I watched it also. It contained scenes that were cut out from the final movie. One scene was a bedroom scene in which the kids were waiting for a visit from their dad, the Captain, who had the habit of pinching his kid's toes with a needle nightly. Another scene showed Julie (Maria) practicing for her wedding ceremony. Her maid of honor was a 300lb black woman. A woman in the chorus was singing in falsetto trying to imitate a child singing. The maid of honor told her she would sound more natural not singing in falsetto but just in her normal voice. Then Julie launched into her scene, waltzing in a wedding dress and singing. The scene brought tears to my eyes. I saw the star presence; how from one moment when banter was going on, there was dullness, but when she took over the scene, it was glorious, with beautiful acting and singing.
The point of writing my dreams was to analyze what they meant. I do not remember discussing what the dream I just mentioned meant. There were other dreams so vivid that I still remember them and I still remember their significance. They happened at junctures in my life. And they usually included the participation of the younger of my two sisters, who understands me really well. She's sort of a person to whom you cannot feed any BS. She's really down to earth. The significance of her frequent appearance in those dreams, said my friend, was probably that her understanding demeanor had a calming effect on me. The image is of the Strawberry poison dart frog, which carry their tadpoles to bromeliads to protect them. It's from this source.
(0v0) I would be interested in your widget that controls you from rambling into too much esoteric stuff. I didn't write about yoga today, because, frankly, due to a deadline and three other commitments, I needed to get to the office early. I meditated in my newly installed zafu, zafuton and tatami mat in the morning, got ready, and then faced my alarming voting experience, which I'm happy is past me now.
I don't know how I fell for a news article a year and a half ago that touted the benefits and convenience of voting absentee. After accepting that, I went to surrender my ballot each time I voted anyway. I may have read that absentee votes are counted in the case of a recount, but I'm not sure. They sure don't leave you with the feeling that you voted and had your individual voice heard. Since last November I have been trying to change my voter registration so that I don't receive absentee voting ballots. I am going to make sure that this changes by November.
I feel for the people who were upset at not being able to vote. I called the police regarding the incident at the polling place. After a wait, I was told that this should be reported to the local voter registration area. I called a television news room to report the situation. Then I called the local office of the department of elections to report the problem. I hope my blog is not punished for speaking up.
Since I first wrote this blog entry, I went back to the polling place at lunch and by now everything seemed to be in working order. Thank God that other people can now vote. Why couldn't there have been better planning in place so that it would not have to take calling so many authorities to get things resolved?
Today's practice was short, so that I could get back to the office early to complete a project. I did standing sequence, seated sequence to Janus Sirsasana A, then bridge with a bolster (Teacher's recommendation) and closing sequence. Ironman joined us for practice. And HH seems to come regularly, so he's no longer a "wisitor".
I commented to my Dharma friend that during the service on Saturday at Zen Center they prayed for a few people. They change the chants when they do that, chanting the Loving Kindness Meditation. There are different translations of that chant, but the one in the chant book at Zen Center has two lines that bothers me. One line says, "Let one not take upon oneself the burden of riches." I know what that means. If you overwork to pay for too many possessions, it's stressful and a burden. The other line says, "Let no one desire great possessions even for one's family." I crossed that one out and placed the line "Wealth is not loved for it's own sake, but because the Self lives in it" - something I read in a book by a famous yogini.
Mentioning my problem with the second line led to an explanation by my Dharma friend, that family in this case is meant to be an extension of oneself. One should desire great things for the entire world, not just for oneself and one's family, the extension of oneself. But what about the possessions part, I asked her. If my family wants to have great possessions, why am I not going to let them have them? She replied that what is meant is not a Christian view of punishment for desiring great things. That would trip you. It's okay to desire great things. If good fortune brings you money, you can do a lot of good with it. You can invite friends out to dinner; you can buy products that help the environment. What is imporant is the intention with which you desire these things. You can have the wrong intention in doing a yoga asana and hurt yourself. Having the right intention is key.
- Muscles and bones. Vitamin D has a role in protecting neuromuscular function, but the remainder of vitamins don't help with muscles. To protect from osteopenia, or low calcium in bones, medical groups recommend consuming 800 IU of Vitaming D and 1,000 mg of calcium before age 50, 1,200 mg of calcium after age 50. The average person may require supplements to reach these goals. Men should limit their intake of calcium to 1,200 mg or they can be at risk of prostate cancer. Exercise has an important role in musculoskeletal health. Weightbearing exercises are particularly important for bone health.
- Psychological disorders. There is no credible evidence that supplements can protect against dementia or cognitive impairement. St. John's Wort may promote a mild improvement against depression. Exercise promotes connectinons between cells. It also helps fight depression, promote sleep and diminish stress.
- Obesity and diabetes. Chromium may improve sugar metabolism, but exercise burns calories and lowers blood sugar levels. "Good nutrition is more than a supplement, it's the natural partner of exercise. Together, they are the hand-and-glove of prevention and good health."
- Arthritis. Glucosamine may partially reduce the pain of arthritis for some, but exercise helps cartilage cells get nutrients from joint fluid. Baring an accident, exercise does not cause joint pain.
- Infections. Neither exercise nor supplements live up to hype. Vitamin C, Echinacea and Zinc are touted to prevent upper respiratory infections. But none of the claims stand to careful scientific scrutiny. Vitamin E actually increases susceptibility to colds.
- Vision. There is no benefit to exercise here, but an age related vision study has shown that a daily supplement containing 500 mg of Vitamin C, 400 IU of Vitamin E, 5 mg of Beta Carotene, 80 mg of Zinc and 2 mg of Copper can reduce progression to a severe age-related mascular disease by 25%.
- Anemia. There is no role for exercise here but supplements don't help either. Vegetarians and people who have had gastric bypass surgery need to supplement with Vitamin B12. Iron can help prevent Iron defficiency in menstruating women. (In my anectodal experience, supplementing Iron helps me avoid anemia.)
- Energy and sexuality. This is another area where supplementation does not help, the study states. (A reader of this blog who practices Chinese medicine comments that Chinese herbs and Selenium and Magnesium are believed to increase libido, help sperm count and motility.) Exercise boosts energy. Moderate exercise can help restore sexual performance in obese middle age men with erectyle disfuncion.
- Aging and longevity. Supplements don't have merit here. Exercise can slow the rate of change in the body and regular exercise prolongs life.
Studies conducted at Harvard calculate that you will gain about two hours of health expectancy for each hour of regular exercise, regardless if you start exercising in middle age. (Again from my andectodal experience, my dad credits his longevity to my exorting him to exercise when he was middle aged. He has survived cardiovascular disease also with the help of exercise and diet.) Even 30 minutes of moderate exercise daily will have benefits.
Conclusion. Exercise is better for health than supplements. The supplements that make sense are Vitamin D, fish oil (DHEA) to protect against heart disease and B12. I realize that some vegetarians will object to consuming fish oils and their spiritual practices may forbid them from doing so. People in the nutrition list, including vegetarians, are of the opinion that it is sensible to consume a minimum of products that come from animals, if it is necessary for health. It is not possible to get DHEA from vegetarian sources. The best suplement is not a pill, but good nutrition. The "vitamins" are (E)xercise and (D)iet.
Since I had seen many robes that morning, it did not seem too strange when a robed man boarded the bus I took to do groceries. Upon closer look, though, the man was wearing a long skirt over a t-shirt, with a hooded cape over that and a purple purse. His head was shaven, but he had a ponytailed clump of hair on the side of the head over the ear. The ear had tatoos around it. He had a goatee and a cane. San Franciscan bus riders are typically well manered in buses, but a few of us felt midly repulsed by the strangeness of this person. He caused a mild rauckus when someone offered him a seat and as he was approaching it an Asian lady quickly jumped in front of him and took the seat. His loud complaint caused her to jump out, claiming she had not seen him.
At Whole Foods I sat to eat my Saturday morning snack next to someone who was drinking raw milk. It was packaged in a container resembling a mid-sized package of Clorox. I thought it was illegal to sell unpasteurized milk so I asked him about it. The man said there was an ongoing debate about raw milk but that they sell it there. I spent the time while waiting for the laundry summarizing an article on exercise, diet and supplementation, which will appear when I have time to type it in.
I think the music had a great effect. I never before saw so many people coming up to standing from Urdvha Danurasana, then dropping back unassisted and coming back up. It was like daffodils falling from the weight of rain, then springing back up as water evaporated. I mean, Periwinkle Petals has gotten this so well down that Leigha had her doing Viparita Chakrasana, sometimes called by Boodiba Do Si Do. I don't know why they call that Do Si Do in NYC. Is it a musical note reference, jumping on the piano from Do to Si and back to Do? Leigha had another yogini doing Viparita Chakrasana where we got to understand how she breaks it down for a student to understand it. It starts with a handstand. Then with control you arch the body forward to the floor and land in Urdvha Danurasana, then you continue and come up to standing. Teacher Lizzie is very strong at this and does it fast and smoothly.
The only comment I received today during practice was that when wrapping around my knee for Marichyasana D, I need to get the arm much lower below the knee. If I don't, it tends to whack my shoulder.
Cody asked which translations of The Yoga Sutras of Patanjali we're reading in our group. I looked them up in Amazon to compile this list, but I think it's pretty accurate with respect to which ones we are reading. I recognize the names because I saw the covers last Sunday.
- Translation by Alistair Shearer, 1982
- Commentary on the Raja Yoga Sutras by Sri Swami Satchidananda, 1990
- Yoga Sutras of Patanjali: With Great Respect and Love by Mukunda Stiles, 2001 (ordered but not received)
- Light on the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali by B.K.S. Iyengar, 2003
- Translation by Reverend Jaganath Carrera , 2006
- Translation by Swami Vivekananda, 2007