|Thank you to the Israeli men who took my pic and thought I was crazy ;-)|
Hot yoga in Kailua has been such a gift to me this past week. I love practicing in the heat, but 105+ is a new level of intensity. At first I hated the feeling of sweat flowing from every pore for 75 minutes, it was claustrophobic. I felt self conscious & uncomfortable. I felt ugly. And no girl likes to feel ugly. After 2 classes, (I know only 2 right?!) I craved that feeling of the flow. The flow of sweat. Shared suffering for enlightenment. But it wasn't suffering. It was presence being handed to me on a wet slippery platter.
The movement it created within my body was incredible. Not on a physical level. On a physical level I am unusually flexible, but not in a crazy way, I'm a runner after all. The feeling after class of mental & physical release was incredible. Don't all good enlightenment practices include that pain of letting go of ego? Sometimes it's physical, sometimes mental, but you can create the experience through extreme physicality. Once that ego is surpassed, the flow is an amazing release. Which is why I love ultra running, ultra swimming, and well, can we call it ultra yoga?!
|Climbing toward Peak #3, Olomana|
|Peak #3, dangerous enough to make your dreams a reality!|