This week's Primary Friday post is late because I wanted to let the previous post sit for a bit, but now let's get back to our regularly scheduled programming.
This week's Friday practice was my first Primary after a whole week of cutting it from my regular practice. Instead of staying home, I visited a teacher friend's led Primary and practiced to the Sanskrit count. It was nice to hear the count again but all of this, coupled with the cold turn of the weather had me feeling out of sorts. Old injuries are flaring up as the chill sets in. Twisting and forward bending are not fun. My right shoulder is still bugging me off and on, and it was predictably aggravated by the Primary practice. All those goddamn jump backs...
Swenson and Shelley, among others, have tried to teach me the straight-armed jump back which relies more on momentum than strength, but I can't seem to do it. The only jump back I'm capable of is sort of a slow lift and press with the elbows serving as the primary fulcrum instead of the shoulders. It's exhausting unless you get it just right, and even then it takes a lot of work. One thing David said that has really made a difference, though, is that when the legs cross for the jump back, the top leg is active and the bottom leg is passive. It seems so simple, so obvious, but when done with awareness, it really does make the whole process much cleaner and more precise.
Just before I was fired, I decided to congratulate myself on the completion of my training with some yoga goodies. I ordered a couple of mysore rugs, an eye pillow, and a stack of books. Even though I really can't afford them now that I've got no income, I'm sort of glad I made the purchases when I did because, between resume submissions, I have nothing but time to read, study, and do my practice.
Last night I finished reading Krishnamacharya: His Life and Teachings by A.G. Mohan, one of Krishnamacharya's longest standing students. What a beautiful book! Mr. Mohan recounts the history of Krishnamacharya as both a student and a teacher, and divides the rest of the book into succinct commentaries on various topics that are all rich with nuggets of wisdom from the father of modern yoga. Mr. Mohan's dedication and affection for his teacher are clearly communicated through the text. The span and evolution of their relationship as recounted by Mr. Mohan is quite moving. I certainly set this book down with a much clearer understanding of Krishnamacharya's influence and a greater appreciation for his efforts.
Nitya Mohan, A.G.'s daughter, began to learn the Vedic chants from her father at the age of 4. Here she is to usher the good vibes back to Damn Good Yoga:
Next on the reading list? What else?? Guruji!