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The best of the rest of the fest
Oct. 12th, 2010 11:51 amThe festival is over.
( Mostly technical notes on classes, quite long. )
The closing ceremony was fantastic. First we formed a moving mandala by dividing up into concentric circles. Each circle learned a simple four-breath flow, and then we all formed up and did our flows simultaneously. I can't wait to see video. I don't think they had a camera on the ceiling above the center point, but even so it will be neat.
After the mandala stopped there were a few oms. Then the folks who were leading the mandala thing asked Jason and Jenny to come to the center and sit back to back; and they asked the rest of us to do a "full body blessing" by lying down stretched out toward them. Since we were all already in perfect circles, the effect must have been fantastic: two or three hundred little lines arranged radially and saying "thanks, thanks, we really mean it so much that this prostration thing feels pretty reasonable under the circumstances". The speaker was crying as she thanked J&J, not just for organizing the festival but for starting the whole acroyoga movement, and Jenny was crying when I looked up (couldn't see Jason) and I may have shed a tear myself.
The moment and the day then dissolved into a sudden hailstorm of logistics, as such moments and days always do. That was yesterday. This morning finds me at the Zillian mothership, deeply disoriented. I don't recall what I'm supposed to be doing. One thing for sure... I'm not working out today.
( Mostly technical notes on classes, quite long. )
The closing ceremony was fantastic. First we formed a moving mandala by dividing up into concentric circles. Each circle learned a simple four-breath flow, and then we all formed up and did our flows simultaneously. I can't wait to see video. I don't think they had a camera on the ceiling above the center point, but even so it will be neat.
After the mandala stopped there were a few oms. Then the folks who were leading the mandala thing asked Jason and Jenny to come to the center and sit back to back; and they asked the rest of us to do a "full body blessing" by lying down stretched out toward them. Since we were all already in perfect circles, the effect must have been fantastic: two or three hundred little lines arranged radially and saying "thanks, thanks, we really mean it so much that this prostration thing feels pretty reasonable under the circumstances". The speaker was crying as she thanked J&J, not just for organizing the festival but for starting the whole acroyoga movement, and Jenny was crying when I looked up (couldn't see Jason) and I may have shed a tear myself.
The moment and the day then dissolved into a sudden hailstorm of logistics, as such moments and days always do. That was yesterday. This morning finds me at the Zillian mothership, deeply disoriented. I don't recall what I'm supposed to be doing. One thing for sure... I'm not working out today.
