THE FOURTH STEP TO CRUSHING CACA'S EGO...
is partner yoga.
Dharma's three-hour Maha Sadhana class yesterday was unusually small (only thirty or so people).
There were a handful of newbies, and he took it easy on us.
Little E and a man from Columbia and I were quite glad about this, as we were utterly exhausted. The man and I had taken the two-hour noon master class all week and were feeling it.
Everything was fine until it came time "to have some fun."
Dharma asked Little E and the man from Columbia to demonstrate a partner sequence that began with Navasana (boat pose) and ended in variations of Upavista Konasana (wide angle pose).
This is the point at which I run out to use the bathroom, or collapse into child's pose - as if to say, I'm not here / leave me alone.
Things like "This isn't yoga" and "Yoga isn't fun" and "I suck at this" usually run through my head.
But this time, Dharma was nearby.
This time, I decided to be receptive.
This time, I turned to the woman on my right.
We did the sequence together.
I lived through it.
And it was rather wonderful.