The strangest thing is happening, and
until this morning it was happening to me but without my awareness.
At the end of practice, recently, a
bit addled by meditation and some Downward Dog ecstasy, I move,
without any plan, without any thought at all, into one of the Poses I
Don’t Like. Poses I Have Never Liked.
This morning it was Frog Pose (Bhekasana). It’s not
as though I have become flexible in Frog. Instead, my body finds its
way to some enthralling new place at my end range of flexibility,
some place I have never imagined before. This morning, in Frog, I thought “Ooooh, yeah, that’s good.” As soon as that completely
foreign thought arrived, I stopped everything and came out of the pose,
wondering for the first time about the yoga equivalent of alien
abduction. Then I remembered feeling the same thing during Fire Log
Pose (Agnistambhasana) yesterday. Come to think of it, Camel (Ustrasana) invaded the other day. And
Seated Wide Angle Forward Bend (Upavistha Konasana).
I have no explanation for this.
Perhaps my body is leading the way as my head relaxes. Perhaps I’m
so full of mental stories about not liking these poses that they have
resorted to ambushing their way into my practice.
Perhaps yoga is doing me, rather than
the other way around.
Has this happened to you? Is there a
pose that wants into your practice?
Thanks to the ongoing mystery of yoga.
Thanks to you for the conversation,