I’m trying to name the yoga posture (asana) that my little bathtub companion has taken. It’s not quite bakasana (crane pose); it’s something else.
Perhaps it’s an asana-yet-to-be-discovered. I mean, if you look back in yoga history, as I did briefly in an amazing lecture I took over the weekend, you can see that yoga today has taken on a new form. It’s fascinating stuff — although half of it was over my head. There’s no telling where yoga will go from here. Most certainly, there’s no telling where my yoga practice will go from here.
My little sciatica thing has invited me to develop a home yoga practice that incorporates a more gentle easing into the flow I know and love. It’s been a good thing as it has helped me understand the poses and how they affect my body in much the same way as the yoga class where Jenn had us practice the full 90 minutes with our eyes closed. Attention to detail, alignment, and body awareness is not only a good thing, it is an essential part of my daily practice.
Moving forward, I can only assume that I will eventually emerge from this experience a wiser and more compassionate yogi. I look forward to the time when I am able to pass it on to others and share this cool new world I am in.