My Yoga Practice---Going through Process

Lovely sunrise in Greece♥️

1/May/2015

It's been a few weeks since my wrist hurrrts (my Yoda reckons tendinitis), I was gutted that I wasn't able to do yoga (my Yoda's sexy slow Vinyasa flow) as many as I normally do... But I found out ( the wise Yoda told me) to use wedged block to do one of her plank sequences and I like it. So, I finally let go of this dramatic thoughts that " I won't be able to practice yoga anymore!!". Not sure how I came up to this, but there are lots of asanas I can do without pressing too much weight on my wrist. I'm a bit hypochondriac and I've been always this way since when I was a child. I know where I got it from, my Dad!

Anyway, last a few months (wow, so quick!), I was having some sort of process and especially news of my friend, passed away with addiction which hit me hard. Last year, another friend of mine killed herself after taking someone else's anti-psychotic drugs. Every time hear someone dies from O.D (over dose) or suicide, feels like someone slashed my heart from inside. It doesn't have to be this way. 

We all have a choice, It's my choice to stay clean and commit to my recovery. I decided that whatever happens, I won't pick up. I promised to myself. I understand that some have some complex mental illness with their addiction, I hope those who have find the solution which suit for them.

One yoga classes I attended, tears came up a few times. Once was when we did pigeon, then a half load of fish, I suddenly overwhelmed with feeling of unconditional love, then sadness came up. Tears fell down on my face. Then I realised I hadn't grieved about my mate. I hadn't really processed about my other friend had HIV+, so tears coming up, and couldn't stop it. 

Other occasion, I attended 4-day workshop (at the boiler house, Bury St Edmunds) on Y12SR with Nikki Mayers (tell you more later), tears came up after the weekend on one yoga session. That was for my childhood. It was very powerful!

Yoga does some funny things, doesn't it.

Just before I went away to France, I had yet another awesome yoga session. It was very electriccy. When I was on lunge twist on left, looked at my finger tip, here it was on the edge of the ceiling, a white light flashed once and disappeared.

Wow, amazing, sometimes I feel (don't happen often) like as if there was outer body line out side of my body and the line vibrates. It's like when I go for a walks in woods, wind of energy touching me through, a bit like that. 

This week, I only attended one class so far, I've been trying to rest my wrist, instead, I've been doing some Yin yoga at home. The same as last week, I only went one class last week, it's not like me... I love going to yoga class, I love being in group to practice. Quite often, I feel "united" at the end of session, feeling of wholeness with everyone in the class. Yes, yoga means Union, and it's doing a good job of it. 

Anyway, it was an super awesome class, I really enjoyed it. Even just 20mins in, I felt so good from inside and outside, I bet I had a big smile on my face. I couldn't stop thinking to myself "This is it. I love it!" When I was on Savasana, I felt so relax yet felt like someone turned my electric switch on, it was very much like that. I told the Yoda it was an awesome practice ( I was totally spaced out!), and she gave me a big hug! How sweet of her, she's a lovely yoga teacher!

I've started practising Qi gong again, combination of both, are super super amazing...