Monday, September 1, 2008

Finally!

Finally, my creepy crud has dissipated. I have been sick for some time now, a week I guess. I actually missed practice, I just had no energy and was feeling really crappy. Plus the inability to breath from a stuffy nose. Yesterday was my first real day back to practice after 2 sick feverish days, then Saturday off and finally Sunday off being a moon day. So Monday, I thought would be great with a ton of energy. I was wrong. I slogged through the practice and was dying. I had to keep going though as it was a led practice. I did make it but not happily.

So today I even said a few chants (Gayaatri) to Ganesh the remover of obstacles to help me get through. Amazingly my energy has returned. I was strong throughout and had a great practice. Even got moved on by one pose. However, I am trying not to focus on the poses, it doesn't really matter in the end. Supta Kormasana still is a bit crazy. It will come but I am experimenting with it. Trying to figure out how to connect my hands. I am thinking that my feet are going to get behind my head before my hands are able to link and stay. As Sherath was wrapping me up like a pretzel, my hands came apart and he just asked "WHY?". I just thought, 'I don't know'! I love his ultimate confidence in us. He just says, do it! and magically we are supposed to do it. The reality is that sometimes we just cant. He then said, "OK, now jump back". That is even a bigger joke as I do this little tiny hop from bakasana, when it is supposed to be a jump back. I laughed as he watched me do my pathetic little jump. All is coming, I am sure.

I guess I shouldn't always focus on the negative either. My practice has grown leaps and bounds, which makes me very happy. Of course, we focus on the bad before the good sometimes. I guess it is the nature of humans. Well, this human anyway.

All I can say is that things are changing and growing and that, in the end is all that matters to me.

1 comment:

aspenscoot said...

Hi Samantha,
I can't believe you still have that pesky sore on your back from Garba......Bummer! I'm inspired by your tanacity and love reading your blog (: I can hear the words in your voice as if we are chatting at Y-T.......
Om Shanti,
Molly