Practice, oh, practice.
And what happened after it this morning.
It had been a huge practice for me. Huge. Around alignment. Real alignment. True alignment. And what that looks like going in and coming out.
In asana practice we listen to the teacher give us instruction: step foot back, press back through heel, sink hips down, reach heart forward, point tailbone back, breathe in, ground down, breathe out, lengthen, inhale to rise, exhale to open, and so on. We do what we’re told, but what is actually happening? Are we really all in? All of us? Or, using my teacher’s words, are we just dragging our bodies around like dogs on a leash, looping that same sad story around in our heads? Said another way, is the action being directed by the FEELING experience or by the mind’s conceptualization? And to go deeper, WHAT is our feeling awareness even on, and why?
As I come more out of conceptual and more into perceptual, two things are simultaneously happening. On one end, new awareness that feels really good and on the other end, holy shit, this just got more intense. For it’s pushing me once again up against a new edge, and asking me to look at what I’m doing, and not doing. But as Bryce reminded me recently, we don’t go into practice for a hit of Bliss, we go in for the real, deep, truth bearing work.