Mari D Boom Boom
This morning when I got up for practice, things seemed perfectly normal... and then I got on my mat. I considered leaving after like Surya 3... I decided very much in the physical that I was just gonna do whatever I felt like and not make it hard. I skipped all embellishments except Hanumanasana and I only did that to get my hamstrings to release... nothing else seemed to be working. I ended up having a nice practice all in all. I never thought I'd title a post Mari D.... man I had the coolest time in Mari D today. I've been able to do Mari D pretty reasonably since the first day I did ashtanga yoga. My friend B, in my first class, challenged me after to try Baddha Padmasana and Mari D since the class was a prep class and didn't include those. It reminded me of how I used to think the Tuesday night class primary series class was like OMG I'll NEVER get there... it's so funny when you stop and look at it like a destination because it's so not really what it feels like at all. Anyway, I don't often get adjustments in Mari D, or I didn't before I started practicing earlier.... now I almost regularly get Mari D adjustments and I have to say the pose is much different when I am pushed past where I can get on my own. Today I had the most amazing adjustment in Mari D. The Australian has some of the most amazing adjustments and I realized how individual they really are to each teacher. Anyway, after the first side I actually said "Wow" outloud. I've been thinking about that pose all day..not really about the pose itself but the feeling it evoked in me. Wow.
The Australian also had me to do Laghu Vajrasana again... and he stood behind me where my head was... man... that was tough. So when I got to Kapotasana, I hemmed and hawed... the more I do that pose, the more I procrastinate on it... it's a HUGE bite to chew, that pose. I can't ever imagine it not being this amazingly scary place. Tiff was encouraging me from across the room and LAPROXDOC, next to me, raised his hands in encouragement... and I did it... and it felt horrible... so I came out of it and I started the vinyasana and I thought "Well that was the lame ass way out." So I sat and waited for someone to come help me and I got The Man himself. I told him I needed help... I don't think I've ever actually asked for help before. It's likely a lesson I really need to learn. Kapotasana may be the pose to help me realize that.
Tonight The Daugher was out at the zoo with C & L so it was just the two boys and me... something that rarely happens now days. We took him to dinner and talked together, it was really nice. We are a bit concerned for him because he is such a solo kid. He likes to be alone when he plays. He told us how he's been going to the library for recess. We can't decide whether to embrace it or be concerned that he's socially immature. Of course, I'm socially inept myself so maybe he gets it from me.


Comments
Hi Julie,
Of course, I read your post with interest, given its title! But what struck me was how different and individual each of our journeys are: you have been able to do Mari D since day 1, but have never asked for help until today. I, on the other hand, have always been happy to catch teacher's eye across the room and ask for an assist, but Mari D has always been a huuuuuge "thing" for me (and may always be).
Lauren
Posted by: Lauren Cahn | May 9, 2006 12:08 AM
Thanks for being there for me today, I am going to give you a huge hug. I will always be encouraging you from wherever, I totally believe in you!
Posted by: Tiff | May 9, 2006 12:44 AM
Hi there, just curious, who is the Australian? Its such a small community down there thought I might know them...
Posted by: Leigh | May 9, 2006 1:49 AM
I wouldn't worry about your son being a "loner". When I was young I loved the library at school cause it was so peaceful. (Not that I know your family at all...I just read your blog sometimes!)
Posted by: Meagan | May 9, 2006 2:05 AM
I was just noticing some of my own tendencies and traits in my oldest daughter just last night. She is SO stream-of-consciousness. I look at her and see a completely unbridled me. poor thing.....;)
Posted by: The3dstickman | May 9, 2006 10:29 AM
Leigh, The Australian is the assistant in our Mysore classes who hails from down under. His name is Andrew.
Posted by: Julie | May 9, 2006 10:42 AM
Hey Julie,
We found out Aubrey was going to the library at recess too, I was a little concerned too. But I started to realize actually how much more mature she is than her peers. She hates all that recess drama that goes on, and she really likes the librarian. Smart sensitive kids tend to be a little lonerish, and I think it's so important to keep your relationship close and really talk to them about what's going on with them.
Posted by: Susan | May 10, 2006 9:50 AM