Solar Plexus- Daily Object Writing – Jan 22

Jan 21st, 2010 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing
I’m well acquainted with that bunch of muscles in the middle, in constant use breathing, singing, talking. Since the I.B.S. they’ve been even more prominent.  Some bastard has got them all in their fist and is squeezing them tight 24/7, and occasionally they decide to use the other hand and twist them into a tight rope of pain, like when you’re nervous before going on stage – all the time! Grrrrrr. I first became aware of these guys , this tailing of ganglions when I was twentyish. Following a strange mediation experience where I floated out of my body, yes, I was weightless and floating on the roof, I decided to pursue yoga. 

The teacher must have been a day under ninety, but thought she was 40, a strange rupture of pasty makeup and ruby lipstick. We’d meet at her house, all gathering in a small room before hand, in a cloud of strong sandalwood incense – we never talked much while we waited. I was there purely for the ’spiritual’ aspect,  though girls were available to be chatted to I guess – wasn’t on my list at that time.  In the converted lounge room were a series of thin rubber mats which we would begin kneeling on. Our muscles were taken through a series of warm ups and stretches . Bowing forward and balancing – using our solar plexus muscles, lying on our backs and bringing legs up over our heads and touching toes to the floor, that was a super powerful stretch, really feeling that elastic in the muscles. The final part was 10 minutes of ‘meditation’ lying on our backs, our bodies heated by the slow exertions. We focused on our breathing. I always found myself wondering ‘am I doing this right’ consciously moving those stomach muscles up and down- surely it should be simpler. I breathe in – observing the breath come in and flow out – taking my mind off worldly illusions, but they come back like a tribe of angry Masai warriors, all those things to think about circling like cars at a race track, rushing by but there’s no chequered flag in sight….

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