I often find myself thinking about yoga and how it relates to my understanding of mindfulness. Today is no exception as I think about writing a post that I have had on my mind for sometime. This post relates to tolerating a feeling of fear and how I have had to tolerate that fear in yoga often over the last 3-4 years. I remember that it started with my teacher encouraging me to work on “drop backs”- a pose which requires you to arch backwards toward the floor from a standing position. I remember never being told to do this in my past classes, which encouraged me to think of it as an advanced posture that I would do one day, a long time in the future. My first emotion with this posture was fear. The idea of falling backwards toward the ground and not knowing how to get there and worse feeling pain in my lowerback. I associated the pain with pain that a relative had in their back after hurting it years ago and they have had chronic back pain ever since. This caused me more fear. That fear and that thought immediatedly caused me to tense up and I found my back had even less ability to bend. This felt like an impossilbe task. I then began to notice frustration and hopelessness. I couldn’t imagine ever being able to do this posture. I found this thought to be interesting as I have had this thought before about other postures, although none of these postures caused the same fear.
I found that awareness of my internal process has been incredibly helpful in yoga in general and with this particular posture. I have talked before about physical awareness, awareness of what muscles I am using and having to tolerate some discomfort in yoga. Now I am talking more about the feelings that I have had to tolerate to be able to continue on the journey. I have great admiration for my teacher and I believe in her ability to gently guide me in the right direction. I don’t think she asks more of me then I can do, although at times my fear has caused me to question this. I have sometimes felt angry at her or resentful when the fear became to great and I felt as if she had abandoned me into this too difficult posture. I realize that my response to her was me not wanting to feel the fear. I have had to tolerate that fear to be able to stretch backwards in that posture, even when I may not have known quite how to go backwards in a way that didn’t hurt or feel wrong. Much of this yoga practice is just that, practice. Practice is just doing something over and over and not always getting every aspect of the pose, not always knowing how to engage the muscle or flex more, not always knowing what parts of the body to activate. It means tolerating a lot of unknown, but also trusting yourself to figure it out as you practice. I have done this with the back drop and I can’t say that I can do it yet, not on my own, and not in a way that feels completely correct, but it feels more correct then it did and I feel more able to understand the posture then I did. It is a journey that I am willing to take and not have to know how or when I will get there. I guess that attitude has allowed me to enjoy yoga. I have never felt that I had to achieve anything in particular while I was there, just enjoy how it made me feel, both there and when I am not there. And sometimes not enjoy it, but explore that experience as well.
I think I have realized that yoga is a wonderful metaphor for life. In the way that I have had to tolerate fear in yoga, I have also had to tolerate fear in life. Not always knowing the answers and not always being sure of myself. I find that hard and know that I haven’t done it well in the past. I often avoided the fear and instead felt the utter hopelessness of not being able to do things and then I would jump into a depressive place to avoid those feelings. I know realize that I have to tolerate some fear and insecurity to engage in life and live a valued life. If I am not willing to tolerate these feelings then I will feel helpless, hopeless and depressed and life will feel not worth living because I will not be living it true to what is important to me. I will also then feel unable and incapable of doing more with myself because I will be too scared to try.