Things were better when I didn’t have cable TV. Oh wait… I still don’t have cable television… but “technology” is so wonderful that I can download yesterday’s episode of Grey’s Anatomy on to my iPod, then plug my iPod into my television and watch it on the big screen. Without commercials.
And I’m embarrassed to admit that I still can’t get through an episode without crying.
I’d like to blame that on today’s trip to Santa Barbara, although I’m sure the blame would be partly misdirected.
Those of you who have husbands or wives or significant others who practice yoga, feel fortunate. Count your blessings. Because for the rest of us, after a practice like today’s, we can’t come home and say, “Honey… I’m feeling extremely fragile because this tiny area in my spine located directly between my coccyx and the bottom of my ribcage has been protruding just slightly for years and years. And while every one of my instructors have commented upon it, few have had the time in a crowded room of students to really get to the bottom of it. And today, due to some fluke of nature, I wound up with a Private Lesson with my instructor. We spent two hours dissecting my primary series and he made it his personal mission to unstick that stuck spot, and now I’m left feeling as if I’m hanging from just a few short threads. Oh, and then he decided to have me sit up and work the leg behind the head thing when I got to Supta Kurmasana (because it’s been so long since I saw him last that he forgot that I stop at Bharadvajrasana, not that I blame him… it has been several months) and that sacrum? Things are different there. Things are nowhere near where they’ve been before. And so I’m a complete and total emotional wreck. And even though I’m telling you all of this, please know that I have no expectations that you will give me any comfort. Because nothing will right now. This is the glory of yoga. So pour me another glass of wine please.”
Non-practitioners don’t really know what to do with all that. So I just played sick instead and watched Grey’s Anatomy and cried my eyes out.
More on today’s practice later. I’m still processing and feeling extremely vulnerable at the moment. However, I’m happy to be where I’m at. Funny, one thing my instructor had to say really hit home. Many times, when there are protrusions or stuck spots of the spine that are curving inward (aka not arching back), this is a sign that there is trauma or damage to some of the organs in the front of that area. Um, hello so-called IBS. How’s it hanging?