Tuesday 3 July 2012

An Alignment Practice-Journey from Student to Teacher


Trikonasana – Virabhadrasana – Parsvakonasana

It’s a beautiful spring morning as I enter the sunny yoga studio on Grosvenor Street.  I’m greeted with cheerful good mornings as I take an Angel Card: “Alignment”.  I frown.  Not quite as inspirational as I would have hoped.  I find a pen and sign my name onto the studio list.  “You write your name as if you were left handed.” My yoga teacher observes.  “I am left-handed.”  I reply.  And relate the quirky story of how I came to write with my right hand.  In kindergarten my teacher took on the arduous task of teaching 29 children (all armed with scissors) to cut along a straight line.  “Raise the hand you like to use best!”  She asked us.  29 little hands went up, 2 of which were left.  “I think it would be easier for this exercise if you were all right handed.”  And then I was!  Not only am I naturally left-handed; I am also naturally very compliant.

Trikonasana – Virabhadrasana – Parsvakonasana

“Ha. Ha.”  Says my yoga instructor.  “It just goes to show that you cannot suppress your true nature.”  I’m not sure if she remembers this exchange but I do… It made me want to be a yoga instructor.

Trikonasana –Virabhadrasana – Parsvakonasana

We moved a lot as kids, every few years.  It was sort of uncomfortable but mostly fun.  Each time we moved it gave us an opportunity to reinvent ourselves.  I would be better this time, more fun, less serious.  I should have new clothes; a new hair cut.  I liked to move.  I probably shouldn’t have married a Winnipegger.  They will tell you they will move but it’s not true.  They are family people.  Grounded.  That’s why I fell in love; but staying is still hard.

Trikonasana – Virabhadrasana – Parsvakonasana

What does it mean to continue practicing the same poses day after day on a mat that is barely as long as you are tall?  What does it mean to raise a family in a community that doesn’t let you forget?  To shop in the same stores and speak with the same people.  The body remembers – the people remember – and somehow you remember too.  The movements become less grand the adjustments more subtle.

Trikonasana – Virabhadrasana – Parsvakonasana

Yoga has taught me to be still, to be present, to ground, to move honouring my natural curves.   When I make a mistake on the mat I have to return and face the consequences the next day.  There is no running from the self.  And as the alignment becomes more refined the adjustments become subtle I find myself returning home.  I return to my mat day after day because it reminds me to return to my life day after day.  To face my mistakes, the people I love and the life that I work to create.

Trikonasana – Virabhadrasana – Parsvakonasana

Namaste.
Sarah  Swanson
Sarah is a member of the Yoga Centre Winnipeg  200hour Teacher Training Program

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