Saturday. Muktamala has given us the day off. Today marks two weeks that we have been here. We are about halfway through the training.
This morning for the 6am class, I led the group through a nearly comprehensive practice of therapeutic exercises that Muktamala has taught us. There are lots of them, about 110. We need to know their names, how to execute them, their benefits and contraindications, and how to instruct and assist their performance. This morning’s class was one part study/review and one part practice.
We can’t quite agree on how to execute the Sun Salute, Surja Namaskara. There are 8 counts that reverse in the second half, so you count up to 8, then back down from 8 to 1. Each count is done with half a breath. Muktamala always repeats the “8” before counting down, and Mardy says that Bikram and Emmy do the same thing. But that messes up the breath and the positions for me. We couldn’t come to an agreement. We will have to ask Muktamala on Monday.
No training today. I need to work on some music, so I set out with Jerome for a bookstore cafe where we can sit with our computers and work. It shouldn’t be a surprise, but the bookstore is closed, so we proceed on a day-long wandering excursion that takes us to a British restaurant, an American cafe, a large tree in “central park” where there are many kite flyers and ferocious-looking ants, a south Indian restaurant, the packed New Market and Calcutta’s only remaining Jewish bakery, and finally a return home through the press and push of downtown.
I go to sleep almost immediately upon returning.
This journal honors my ongoing experience with the practice, study and teaching of yoga.
1) Sridaiva Yoga: Good Intention But Imbalanced
2) Understanding Chair Posture
2) Why I Don't Use Sanskrit or Say Namaste
3) The Meaningless Drudgery of Physical Yoga
5) Beyond Bikram: Why This Is a Great Time For Ghosh Yoga