Day two of my ongoing project: Going Soft or Doing It the Soft Way. I think it is a good thing that I at least still remember this and that I am still aware of this new approach. It is really my style that if things are back to normal (in this case: I feel on top of the world again), that I easily jump to old habits (in this case: rushing through my practice and breathing fast). N-O. Again, this morning, I took it slow. I focused on my breathing, on my body, on my sweat and my heartbeat. It was definitely crowded in the shala and people were entering on different moments and every time the door was opened, I had to control my curious habit of looking who it was. What matters who enters the room? Why would I care if it was my friend E. or someone who I've never seen before in my life? I am curious by nature, I think I was born this way. In my baby and toddler pictures I can see myself constantly looking around. And if I see the pictures of my BF of the time he was a little child, I only see him look at his bottle or his toys. When we chanted the opening prayer (we do this I think around 6.15 AM, I was doing Parsvottanasana) I was not as out of breath as I normally am. I could inhale and exhale calmly and chant without panting like I'd just out ran Carl Lewis.
Next to me practiced I think the most advanced yogi woman of our group. I don't know her age but I am guessing she is almost fifty. She is flexible as a cat and very strong. Plus I know she has an active social life, since I've spotted her several times at a bar in my neighborhood. I don't know which asana she was doing, but I know I was just laying down in child pose after Sirsasana and I heard the teacher approaching her and saying: 'Beautiful.' She answered: 'Thank you.' My inner child immediately screamed: 'I want that!' By that it meant: getting such a compliment of the teacher.
'Really?' I asked my inner kindergarten self, 'Really? You are still looking for attention of your teacher? You cannot do without a compliment?' A few breaths later I could laugh about it and I got back to my own beautiful beautiful beautiful beautiful breathing.
I took this picture in Yosemite Park, U.S.A.