"...Patricia White just got back from a hip replacement, which she insists
came from her long ago days as a dancer, and not from yoga. On Wednesday
mornings, she steps into the room on a cane, a striking image in a yoga
studio. Who do we put at the front of the room? An older woman walking
on a cane. In her class I am beginning to feel tiny openings in the hip
flexors and around the collarbones that I’ve never felt before. I can
follow this network of fissures and they lead me to new places where I
can say yes. It’s like the life you share with your best friends. As
they tell you the story of the past weekend, even though the
circumstances are new so much of the telling is familiar, you’ve been
hearing variations on this story for thirty years. Those small
variations are at the heart of what friendship is. How to love these
small differences? What Patricia is teaching me is how to get in touch
with and love the small changes...."
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Thursday, 6 November 2014
How to love these small differences?
Sunday, 29 June 2014
"She assured me, “You can’t teach yoga. All we can do as teachers is
share our maps.” Yoga might mean knowing what’s happening in your body
and then finding an external geometry that rhymes. How can you do that
with a stranger standing at the front of the room offering a succession
of poses? How can I become my own authority if I keep leaning on
experts?"
-- Mike Hoolboom
-- Mike Hoolboom
Monday, 23 June 2014
permission
“Suffering must be like love — look at that guy!”
The man on the cross leads me to wonder about the front of the room. Who do we put at the front of the room? Is it the one with all the muscles, the very smartest, the one with the smoothest pitch? Yoga teachers are embodied ideals. The British psychoanalyst Adam Phillips reminds us that ideals in our culture are often used to punish ourselves. “I’ll never be that smart. I’ll never be that flexible. I’ll never be able to speak those beautiful sentences.” Most of the time, that very traditional view of ideals has been at play in the asana classes I’ve been to. Though there are exceptions. For instance: Christi-an Slomka’s work at Kula Annex. She’s doing something different at the front of the room that allows me to do something different on my mat. She’s modeling her uncertainty and mistakes. It’s become important for her to project those less-than-perfect qualities. Her decision to put something short of ideal at the front of the room is a political decision. “Wait, wait, is that my teacher expressing doubt, inability, even failure? Wow. That gives me permission to fail. That makes my failings ok.” Instead of only giving me permission to succeed, which is just another form of punishment. Because what if you don’t succeed? Oh, then you can play those old self-punishment tapes again, the ones that never sit on the shelf long enough to collect dust.
Only showing our strongest, shiniest face at the front of the room, at the front of a yoga room for instance, seems directly related to over-striving and injury. When I’m given permission to stop practicing right at the edge of my abilities, to stop pushing to the max every instant, to take child’s pose because that supports the whole group, it means that I can respond to patterns of sensation in a new way. I don’t have to push away or push through the pain. I can make a space for softness and inability, and say yes to that. I think this leads to greater embodiment and less injury, but I’m only speaking for myself."
-- Mike Hoolboom from Matthew Remski's ongoing WAWADIA project.
Keep track of this discussion, it's incredibly valuable, thought provoking, interesting stuff!
The man on the cross leads me to wonder about the front of the room. Who do we put at the front of the room? Is it the one with all the muscles, the very smartest, the one with the smoothest pitch? Yoga teachers are embodied ideals. The British psychoanalyst Adam Phillips reminds us that ideals in our culture are often used to punish ourselves. “I’ll never be that smart. I’ll never be that flexible. I’ll never be able to speak those beautiful sentences.” Most of the time, that very traditional view of ideals has been at play in the asana classes I’ve been to. Though there are exceptions. For instance: Christi-an Slomka’s work at Kula Annex. She’s doing something different at the front of the room that allows me to do something different on my mat. She’s modeling her uncertainty and mistakes. It’s become important for her to project those less-than-perfect qualities. Her decision to put something short of ideal at the front of the room is a political decision. “Wait, wait, is that my teacher expressing doubt, inability, even failure? Wow. That gives me permission to fail. That makes my failings ok.” Instead of only giving me permission to succeed, which is just another form of punishment. Because what if you don’t succeed? Oh, then you can play those old self-punishment tapes again, the ones that never sit on the shelf long enough to collect dust.
Only showing our strongest, shiniest face at the front of the room, at the front of a yoga room for instance, seems directly related to over-striving and injury. When I’m given permission to stop practicing right at the edge of my abilities, to stop pushing to the max every instant, to take child’s pose because that supports the whole group, it means that I can respond to patterns of sensation in a new way. I don’t have to push away or push through the pain. I can make a space for softness and inability, and say yes to that. I think this leads to greater embodiment and less injury, but I’m only speaking for myself."
-- Mike Hoolboom from Matthew Remski's ongoing WAWADIA project.
Keep track of this discussion, it's incredibly valuable, thought provoking, interesting stuff!
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