Burnt my toast this morning and for some odd reason I remembered a phrase I heard in a workshop last weekend with Bryan Kest. I’ve meant to blog about this but forgot about it.
It was the first time I took a class from Bryan Kest… have been curious for a long time since I’ve heard he’s another favorite amongst the power yogis. I would describe him as the Dr. Seuss of yoga with a bad mouth. That cat rhymes everything in class and swears freely… “hand to the sky, way up high. Look down low, flow you go. Chin to the mat, heart to the sky, butt way up high…” It was something to that effect for the whole class which was about 2 hours long. I wasn’t annoyed but rather intrigued at how he was able to do all that and choreograph the whole class into one smooth flow. The class wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be but it was definitely good.
My burnt toast reminded me of when we were in happy baby pose. I don’t remember exactly what he said about happy babies while we were in this pose, but then he told us to grab our big toes and straighten our legs and said “now that’s happy husband version.” I bursted out laughing as some others did too. Some looked at their neighbor and made a face. Some just stared up into the ceiling thinking who knows what.
I don’t know if I would ever say such a bold statement if I didn’t know all the students in there. After I left the studio, there was a parking ticket waiting for me at my car! The first thing that came out of my mouth was F@#! followed by a big laugh that probably sounded like “why me?!”. Now I know why he said it. During class he kept emphasizing that there should be a battle going on when we’re on our mat. The way of the yoga warrior is the battle between wisdom and vanity or fear and truth. The practice teaches us to become aware of the qualities we strengthen when we’re on the mat. Do you strengthen compassion, competitiveness, frustration, or humility when you’re holding a pose? I’ve been asking this question a lot this past week, “How does a yoga pose make you a better person?” The happy husband pose popped into my head and I laughed a big belly laugh and shrugged off that ticket. I could either go into a story about the “why me” of the ticket which would probably bring up something that happened yesterday that I didn’t deserve which would probably bring back the time when my best friend betrayed me in 5th grade which would probably send me back to the time when my dad took me to the dentist when I really wanted my mom to go with me instead because she was much more comforting and now I’m left feeling so unwanted and alone. Now can you imagine how the person who was offended by his happy husband pose could’ve gone into a whirlwind of stories? It’s our choice. It all boils down to (as Bryan said) “It’s a yoga buffet. Eat what you want and leave the rest.”
That day I learned how to strengthen my sense of humor!
When I burnt my toast, the first thing that came out of my mouth was F&*$ and instead of staying in that attitude, I laughed a big laugh, scraped off the burnt areas and put a ton of butter on it 🙂