Today was the first time I'd ever been on my mat for a few minutes and started sweating without barely moving, I guess it was a sign of what was to come. A wet sports bra and plenty of urges to wipe sweat away.
This morning's yoga was hot, real hot. It never seems to amaze me how much yoga makes you sweat. I don't have a problem with sweat. I've come to appreciate it and get to know it a little. It means my body is efficient, but it doesn't stop the urge to wanna wipe it away, especially when your sweating seems to come out of nowhere and thinks that your Warrior Three (Virabhadrasana III - yep, just googled that) could use some help by running along the spine of your nose and making you want to wriggle it off. Today I beat that urge every time it came, acknowledged it was there and I made it wait!
Class started with a good 5 minutes of seated cross legged (knees in line or below hips of course) calm and then my teacher brought back 'Breath of Fire' or as I like to call it 'Wings of Fire'. I can only tell you how it feels, but firstly you have to leave your vanity over by the shoe rack and fully embrace feeling and looking a bit absurd. But this is yoga, ain't nobody s'posed to be watching me.
Right, so picture me... Eyes closed (just in case someone didn't get the memo above), mouth closed, nostrils open (lol), deep breath in and then using my rib cage to push out bursts of air at pace, continuously. This is the sort of thing a kid would repeatedly do to annoy adults, or if you've got 3 years of drama school written on your CV like me, something similar from your voice workshops will definitely come flooding back to you. So given the two examples, you can see why closing your eyes is a great no f***s given shield to get your fire on in peace.
Essentially that's all you've gotta do. You don't even have to breathe in, 'cos if you're doing it right and your ALIVE your body will automatically draw air back in for you. Even after the first round of this, I could feel a gentle tingling of energy inside, kinda behind and a bit below my belly button. I imagined it like the energetic spark of light you get when you first strike a match, or something similar going on inside and wondered why I hadn't practiced this more at home. I'm not the best 'active' morning person. Some days I find it hard to put my usual full one hund'ed into it (usually 'cos I haven't had enough sleep or "awake" time) and I hate doing things half-hearted, but this set me up perfectly for the rest of the class.
Lesson no. 38 well and truly learnt today.
Anyone else a fan of Breath of Fire, or got any tips for me on how to bring energy and life to my morning start? Please share your magic with me.
Holla! Sanchia. x