A Pandemic Vinyasa
On a Friday in March, 2020, the YMCA was rather quiet. There was a feeling of uncertainty as my class participants filed into the yoga studio. There were fewer participants than usual, and before class we quietly discussed what was happening in the world, and wondered aloud what might soon happen. At the end of class, I think many of us sensed a finality. The following week brought changes we could hardly bring ourselves to imagine the week before.
I've written this piece in the form of a Vinyasa; what movement to breath is called in the practice of yoga.
On that day, was there a tingle, a shiver, a tremor,
while we practiced movement with breath?
I spaced them far apart, as in the coming normal,
feeling as if rushing towards something, as it rushed towards us.
Encouraging their full, deep breaths, while the irony of
no longer quite trusting the air we breathed began to dawn.
Guiding them through poses while thoughts crystallized,
reality becoming evident.
At the end, bringing them to rest in savasana, corpse pose,
trusting it wasn’t a grim pandemic prediction.
Experiencing unity, one last last time,
blinking tiny, prickling tears, as I offered namaste to those dear ones.
My vinyasa, movement with breath, honoring theirs.
9/5/2020 04:57:49 pm
Taking in the undercurrent of what was unfolding that morning with such keenness and kindness, puts a ray of light on it, a drop of vaccine while we wait.
Larry J. Walters
9/6/2020 10:52:59 am
Had to look up "vinyasa". Guess I'm not in the loop. But I do get your point!
9/6/2020 11:47:24 am
Larry, I tried to define Vinyasa in my explanation above, but didn't do a great job. A little bit proud to have stumped you, even momentarily, since you are one of the most erudite people in my life. Thanks for the comment. xo T.
9/6/2020 04:05:37 pm
Terri...it was so good to hear you read this.........quite sobering.........I think of you each time I brethe.......
11/20/2022 10:36:13 pm
Thankks for this blog post
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