After one week in HongKong I finally was able to squeeze in some yoga time. Yay!!! My sister usually attends yoga classes in Pure Yoga. I couldn’t find a class there that was Astanga or Mysore that would fit my schedule, so I decided to go to Mandarin Oriental Spa. I’m glad I did!
There was a familiar feeling to it. The shala was a cross between Perea and Chi; the coziness of Perea and the airconditioned feel of Chi. Today I appreciated the way ashtanga mysore is taught. It makes it easier to attend other classes even when you are away from home!
The practice was familiar but always something to learn from a new teacher. Lily’s words: “Take it slow. Get to know your body, so that you can learn the movement by your self”. Although I have always known this and learned this in the couple of years I have been practicing, it still is reassuring to hear it from someone else.
After practice, I took advantage of the wonderful shower room at the Oriental Spa; jet showers, hairdryer, space…
Thanks Za for my complimentary yoga practice! Good bye HK, ’til next time!
I just came from a situation which I personally consider very scary, I really don’t want to talk about it lest it pervades into my subconsciousness and result into a nightmare.
But I do want to talk about another fear that I think I may have lately overcome … Salamba Sirsasana
That’s not me…she’s a yogin friend of mine who has given me sound advice regarding this asana.
I love the feeling of being on a headstand. I had always practiced it by a wall or when I know that a teacher is there to support me. Although I may have some physical inadequacies to do this pose perfectly, I know I have enough to do this pose in an imperfect form. The main hindrance for me to do this pose is fear. Fear of falling…fear of failing.
And in one of our chitchats on the mat, my yogin friend simply says, “If you fall, then you fall. Just let yourself fall. That’s what Sirsasana teaches you: It’s ok to fall.”
Since that day, I’ve been practicing the pose on my mat; not against the wall, not calling a teacher to watch over me. I do it three times; the first to get a feel of it; the second try to get some more height; and the third just for the hell of if.
Despite my battle cry “STOP AGING!”, the day came and went… It started with my loving husband gifting me with a Manduka EKO lite travelling mat in a beautiful eggplant color! This actually might mean future travels to yoga destinations! Yahoo!!! Then I attended Jon’s yoga class at Chi spa where I was able to keep my hands bound in supta kurmasana for five breaths! Woohoo!!!! It must be the full moon…and Jon! (that’s not me, its just a photo from http://www.google.com/images?q=supta+kurmasana&hl=en&client=safari&rls=en&prmd=iv&source=lnms&tbs=isch:1&ei=-tKbTPP1PJH6cI_9nOIJ&sa=X&oi=mode_link&ct=mode&ved=0CAsQ_AU&biw=1229&bih=702)
After that I indulged myself at the parlor in attempt to hide all evidences that I gained another year… : ) Thank you to Teng for my lovely cut and Tess for hiding my grays!
To top the evening, a Japanese tepanyaki dinner at Senju, EDSA Shangrila… Our chef, who did not perform the usual exhibition of throwing his cooking utilities in the air, : ( but he cooked well! I’m always crazy for Crazy Maki… My vegies being cooked… And topped it off with coffee jelly!
So much to be grateful for, and so much to live for!
Truly felt like a physical therapist today!
Spent the whole day in the clinic with the students and the patients!
Ended the day sharing what I know of yoga with teachers in the College…
Movement for all!
Happy physical therapy day!
It has been two years since I came across this yoga method. These are some of the lessons I have learned since then:
1. Each person is different yet the same. It used to be that when I see someone doing an asana I can’t do, I think “Why can’t I do that?!”. I have come to realize that each one has his/her own limitations, difficulties and strengths. Accepting who you are will make you appreciate others.
2. Events happen at the right time and place. When your body is ready and your breath is enough, a difficult asana can be done.
3. When you don’t understand what is happening at the moment, its ok…you will understand it much much later on. Coming from an academic perspective, I used to question the sequencing of the poses and I try to understand its rationale scientifically. But there are times when logic doesn’t make sense…until 5 asanas later or… until two years later. : )
4. Don’t panic. Focus on your breathe and keep yourself calm.
5. At the end of each day, how you feel about yourself is what matters the most. Each practice day is different. You may have a good practice today and a “so-so” practice another day. Nevertheless, you go through the asanas and do the best you can for each, you do your closing prayer and accept all your actions.