So, continuing with my dropback meltdown, I asked John about it: Do you think I don’t drop back because of flexibility or because of fear? He thought about it for a while, then replied with that wizardly shinning in his eyes that “it is probably both“. I told him I am angry, and then he said something very clever, he suggested I use the anger to psyche myself into it, he offered that it will not just happen by relaxing and taking it easy.
He is, of course, right. He is one of the best back benders in the world, you probably saw that picture that floats around the web, so I trust him completely.
What I could not trust was when he then said: OK drop back and I will watch you…. Eeerrrr now? Will you hold me? You promise? Yes, I went as low as “you promise”. That is the extent of my terror.
I heard stories of people who are just told to do it, to drop back, now, on the spot, like that. Even heard accounts of it happening in Mysore, and Bindy told me something like it also happened to her with a certified teacher.
For me is kind of like death, I rather it happen peacefully, on my own terms. Maybe that is the problem.
Anyway, enough whining. Helpful suggestions that I did not want to hear included getting closer to the wall, dropping all the way back, and pushing a little more since apparently I can go a lot further than I think I can.
Also, using the force and opening the chest on the first U.D. as much as possible.
For anyone out there thinking yoga is easy and peaceful, don’t get me starterd.