I M Perfect lady

Tag: Bikram 60-day yoga challenge

  • Onward I go…

    I am sitting here on day 61, looking back at the 60-day Bikram Yoga Challenge, and the changes within my body and out, are so many.

     

    When you begin, you really have no idea what this yoga can do for you or what parts of you are broken, stuck, inflexible or too flexible, weak, needy, empty or too filled, hollow, shaky, nervous, fearful, out of control, in control, responsible, not responsible, the list goes on and on. 

     

    You know ‘something’ isn’t right, but can’t put a finger on it, the answer floats just out of reach, yet daily you are dealing with the affects!

     

    If you do this yoga with great focus and endurance, bringing your best to each posture, what isn’t working falls at your feet. 

     

    Some times in tears and sorrow, and others in waves of nausea, but through it all, you will see where you are not true to you or true to reality in your life. 

     

    These are the Yoga Gifts.

     

    Bikram says, “one of these days you will know what this yoga is all about, what yoga can do for you, yoga makes you you.”

     

    The more you do this yoga, the more gifts you are given, and the more gifts you get, the freer you are, the freer you are, the more you you become.

     

    After 60 days, I feel that there are more gifts left unopened, so onward I go…

  • I love my Lady. Day 11

    Well, this morning as my eyes opened, anxiety flew in, and a dream I had just completed left me unsteady.  I was dreaming, my childhood friend (who also was abused by my father), her and I were discussing whether to leave early or stay.

     

    I wanted to go and she wanted to stay.  I felt anxious to be going trying to convince her and distressed about staying.

     

    I didn’t like the fact that this particular dream ‘happened’ to be in my subconscious after yesterday’s yoga.

     

    Letting the dream go, I breathed deeply, gathered up my yoga clothes and strength, with my inner determination I walked towards my fear and my basement.

     

    Insides shaky, I began, not knowing what was heading my way.

     

    In the standing postures, the same sensation of air going into my left brain was there in most of the standing postures, which was odd, for it used to be in just a few. 

     

    I had told myself to just go with the sensation to not fight it.  So I guess it felt free to arise and often.

     

    I wasn’t going to stop doing yoga, so the only thing left was to continue on, no matter come what may.

     

    Yet each posture was strong, my body and I stayed together, and the breath kept us in balance and controlled, the sensation was secondary off to the side.

     

    As I dropped my leg on the last standing posture I said, “Thank you body, we did it!”

     

    And tears began to flow, again.

     

    But this time, they were in triumph, and they didn’t last long, for my body and I then went into the floor poses.

     

    It came to me that the standing poses may be for mental fortitude, while the floor ones are for emotional wellness, and doing both will strengthen the body to have the power to deal with whatever comes our way.

     

    I feel deeply joined with my body. 

     

    I have over the past few years found a nice connection, but this one just cemented a deeper trust, that I am not alone, and no matter where I am asked to go, my body will come with me, always being able to express what needs to be expressed and strong enough to endure.

     

    My body is a wise lady and I trust that she and I will be okay, as long as we stay in the now, feel what is, and breathe.

     

    I love my Lady.

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