When Taylor first saw the initial drawing for my Ganesha (which I LOVE and still want to somehow make into a piece of art… painting… something!!!), he asked if it was Dumbo. As in the flying circus elephant. With the magic feather.
I feel like I just found my magic feather….
I got a bee in my bonnet this afternoon and decided to take a Vinyasa class at the gym. Two practices in one day? Not my norm for sure. I’m not sure what was up with that, but my choices were A) shop for a dress for the hillbilly wedding, B) shop for a couch that we can’t yet buy anyways, or C) go home. Since I had my yoga clothes and mat with me, I thought I’d opt for D) none of the above, and I hit the gym.
First of all, we did about 65 minutes of standing postures, 5 minutes of arm balances, 3 minutes of backbends, 10 breaths worth of inversions, and the rest… savasana. My legs now? Absolute jello. But here comes the cool part.
So we played with bakasana. He introduced it slowly… then revisited it about 3 or 4 minutes later. The second time, he said, “go ahead and press up to handstand if you want.”
I’ve been told in the past that I’m “so close” to pressing up into handstand from bakasana, or that I “could totally do it,” but it never made sense to me. I’d just push and push my arms into the ground and nothing would happen. But tonight I tipped my weight forward just a bit and focused on straightening my arms (which were already fairly straight), and that action allowed me somehow to straighten out my legs and pull them up INTO A HANDSTAND… which I somehow miraculously held for about 6 breaths before lowering to chaturanga. And I didn’t even sound like an elephant when I landed. Don’t ask me how. I was dumbfounded. Dumbo-founded? 🙂
Oh my god, I was so excited. I don’t think anyone saw, but if they had looked over at me, they would have seen someone with wide eyes and open mouth. Stupefied.