One Breath at a Time
She turned her can’ts into cans and her dreams into plans. ~ Kobi Yamada
Back in July I wrote a post entitled Suffering: Optional or Not?
. I told a story about going out for a run with a kink in my back, and my effort to induce suffering. Little did I know, that despite my self-proclaimed inability to suffer on command, that I would in fact, come to meet Suffer, face-to-face. Be careful what you ask for.
It’s now seven weeks later and that little kink that I thought was a kink, well, it isn’t a kink at all.
It’s a herniated disc in my cervical vertebrae (C6-C7). Now, like any technologically savvy gal in Mexico with crappy insurance, I have been diligently researching the cans and can’ts of this condition. My research has proven stifling and my mobility plans have been all but flushed down the can.
Talk about a need to SHIFT MY VISION.
(Law 5: 40 Days to Personal Revolution).
So my “plans” packed up and made their way out the door sometime last week. I grumbled, I moaned, and yep, I shed a few tears over my new found Bulge a la Disc.
This morning I chose not to groan. Instead of focusing on what I can’t do, I decided to DO what I can.
These are the four poses that made my back, shoulder and arm pain feel better today than it has in weeks and weeks.
Child's Pose (Balasana):
Reaching my arms long in front and dropping my hips towards my feet allowed me to surrender. I could have stayed in child’s pose all morning but I had a classroom full of third graders who would have been worried considering it was the second day of school. I might actually try sleeping in balasana tonight.
Down Dog (Adho Mukha Svanasana):
The combination of pressing into my hands and relaxing my neck left me feeling weightless in my cervical spine. This week I have felt like my head is more like an over-sized emotional bowling ball, rather than the thinking machine that it is.
Thread the needle (Sucirandhrasana):
I have been struggling to find a pose that stretches the trapezius muscles for years. I hold onto doorways and twist myself to the point of contortionism at times but still, don't hit the sweet spot. Ten solid breaths on each side this morning, and I felt like a new woman.
Seated Spinal Twist (Ardha Matsyendrasana):
Like a Christmas cracker, my spine popped, clicked and snapped and it was great. Again, ten full breaths on each side.
Though I didn’t have a pain free day, it was considerably less intense than yesterday. And although my plans have been kyboshed and swept to the curb (with all of the other non-essentials here in Mexico City) I am open participate in the bigger picture - one breath at a time.