I love designing yoga classes, although “designing” usually entails jotting down a few notes on key poses I really want to focus on. However, this Friday’s hour-long class was all about animals … nearly every yoga pose named after an animal, in fact!
Of course, in keeping with my tradition of sharing a poem during savasana, today’s poem was also animal themed. Check out the animal asana sequence from today:
- Extended puppy
- Cow face
- Crow (prep/practice)
- Dolphin plank
- Up dog
- Down dog
- Wild thing
- Half monkey
- Dead bug (PLEASE let me say dead bug and not dead baby like I sometimes do!)
- Feathered peacock
“The Day I Became a Bird” by Christine Reilly
When my beak grew
I wanted you to notice it. You didn’t
even have to touch it. Maybe you were scared.
Maybe you were hoping
I would get surgery. I imagined you volunteering
to pay. It’s on me, you would say. Take care of yourself
while looking at my hair instead of my face.
Maybe you’d have been waiting for me
in the nougat-colored aftercare room,
smelling the way you always smell,
like juice and butternuts,
with the bouquet of geraniums. Perennials,
you’d say, we’re in it for the long run.
When my wings developed
holding court behind my shoulders,
I wanted you to ask me about them. Could you fly,
you could’ve said, like a kite or a bee? And I would’ve said,
like a superhero. We could have talked all day
about the things we would do differently
When my feathers grew
I wouldn’t have even minded
if you shaved them. I would’ve
forgiven you. We would’ve been lost
in the flux of plume and down and laughed
until it felt like every sound coming out
of us had a fracture.
When I stopped being human
we could have done it together. I waited for you
in the hospital. I collected a pile of sticks,
just in case.
Photo source: My husband, Chintan Mehta. Taken at the Bandon Gamepark Safari.