Holding Hands During Take Off

And when I touch you, I feel happy inside

It’s such a feeling that my love
I can’t hide, I can’t hide, I can’t hide

Yeah you, got that something
I think you’ll understand
When I say that something
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
– The Beatles


Back to work and back to my routine.  Mondays usually start with The Husband and I going to 7am class with Alicia at our regular studio.

I regularly practice in the morning before heading to work in order to ensure I get a class in.  Getting up early for the first time in more than two weeks was brutal.  The first five minutes after the alarm clock rings at 5:45 are always the worst and today was no different.  I did not want to get up and I even tried to get out of it by entertaining the idea of canceling an evening appointment so I could sleep in and take class later.  I determined there was just no way I could get out of the appointment so I had no choice.  I got up.  Believe me, if I wasn’t doing this challenge, I would’ve slept in.  It also really helps to get up with The Husband who practices three times a week

When picking my spot, I usually choose the hotter part of the room and the front row.  Today, I decided to change things up a bit and I practiced right next to The Husband, in the third row and next to the windows,  the cooler part of the room.  I never practiced side-by-side The Husband before.  When he first started, I stood a row in front of him so he could watch me if he got confused or needed clarification.  But I worried about him in the beginning (my proclivity to want to help others to a fault) and I always found myself peeking at him, distracting me from my own practice.  When he got the hang of the postures, I moved to the other side of the room so he was out of my range of vision!

But today was different.  After the class I had yesterday, I wanted to test my focus and concentration again.  I was also curious to see how it would feel to practice in the third row again, like I did when I was a newbie.  Would it give me a new perspective?  Would it teach me humility as Mary Jarvis believes, who makes her teachers practice in the back row at her studio?

I had another solid day today.  Although I generally concentrate more on form and alignment in the morning due usually to less flexibility, I found myself going deeper today than I usually do at 7am.  Again, I was grateful for my body opening.  I took whatever it offered.  Standing in the back was definitely different.  I felt further away from myself. – not good, not bad, just different.  It certainly was harder to look “into” my eyes since I saw just a speck of them.  Instead, I focused gaze on my belly button.  As for humility, I suppose it’s easier to learn it when you are behind several rows of people.  Today, we had 9 people in class so I had an unobstructed view of myself.  Jury’s still out – will have to get back to you on that one.  And guess what?  I focused completely on me despite standing next to The Husband.  There were times when I felt his frustration and in return, I offered him my energy.

My favorite part of today’s class was full locust.  With our arms outstretched, my fingers touched The Husband’s. I held on to them as we ascended up, like 747s taking off.  At some point, our fingers untangled but somehow, it made me happy!  Later at dinner, we recounted our day’s practice and laughed as we remembered our locust encounter.

When we take plane trips, I always reach for The Husband’s hand when the plan accelerates to take off and on the descent.  After 2 years of marriage and 3 years of dating, I am always grateful to have my husband’s hand to hold.  I still reach for it when we walk or have dinner or sit in church.  In early December, I went to the Philippines without The Husband.  With no one to reach out to as the plane accelerated on the runway, I looked around at my fellow passengers.  To my immediate right, a wife reached for her husband’s hand.  To my left, on the far side of the plane, a husband reached for his wife’s hand.  I smiled because I understood the reassuring comfort of holding a loved one’s hand in that moment.  Many of us who practice bikram often say that what happens in the sweat box is a metaphor for what happens in our lives.  I felt the beautiful, powerful, reassuring love that I have for my husband today in my practice just by standing next to him.  I surrendered to it and for that, I received a rock-solid practice that provided me such peace and contentment.


5 responses to “Holding Hands During Take Off

  1. I LOVE those full locust moments. 🙂 My friend had a story from one of the previous teacher trainings about one of the guest teachers starting a song right before that posture, while teaching class: "Hands… holding hands… reaching out… touching meee… touching yoooooou…" and then everyone together in the posture: "SWEEEET CAROLINE, BA BA BA…!" I love that story.

  2. Found your blog from the Bikram101 site – I'm doing the challenge too! Indeed, the act of holding hands can be so powerful. And isn't it amazing what we accomplish when we surrender and become open and accepting to what happens? The concept of surrendering is definitely one to explore on our 101-day journey. Best wishes for your challenge!

  3. Hello, I'm also a fellow 101 day challenger.I'm glad you are on your feet again and back on your mat.Just love your story!

  4. I have a "yoga husband". His name is Mark and we practice together frequently. We always set up next to each other and often give each other a nice little tap on the arm right before full locust. It's so much fun to have a yoga partner!

  5. Hi J! Yes, I think I read about that story in a TT blog too. So awesome! I am so busy making sure I breathe in full locust that the idea of singing while doing it sounds so impossible!Hi lz, thanks for stopping by and leaving a note. It is amazing how much the act of surrendering accomplishes so much more than when we resist. Best wishes to you on your challenge too — I'm glad we can follow each other through our blogs.AHappyYogi, I am happy to be back on my mat too although I really wish I could kick this bug completely!M, I loveee that your "yoga husband" is Mark even though you've gotta yoga crush! LOL — so awesome. There are days when it really does help to have a yoga buddy.

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